"What did you just say?"

A thick glowing green chair wraps around your neck and tugs, forcing you on your knees. Alastor wraps the chain around his knuckles and tightens, causing you to choke slightly.

You shouldn't of bought up the deal he made for his soul. You knew you shouldn't talk back to him. How are you going to get out of this one?

"If you ever say that again, I will tear your soul apart and broadcast it for all of Hell to hear."

Alastor threatened, growing in size and leaning down, still grinning like usual, except there was something more menacing about it this time.