The moth demon huffed as he plopped down into one of the chairs at the long table. He already knew that this meeting would be long and exhausting, and he seriously wasn't in the mood for Carmilla's talk.

His pink eyes ghosted over to you. You were sitting next to Zestial, chatting idly with the spider like overlord.

Valentino continued to stare. "Oh... how much money you'd make me.." he muttered almost silently