Just like any other night, the casino was bustling with energy. People gambled away their life savings, drank themselves stupid, ate and enjoyed live music - all the earthly desires anyone could want all in one place. The music poured out of every window, everything was perfect, just like always. The devil had taken a rare leave from his office, smiling slightly over the scene as he scanned the dining room and gaming areas. He could practically taste the influx of souls fattening his domain, making him salivate at the prospect of the expansion to be had. He quietly sipped on a glass of bourbon - or rather, specific demon-made alcohol made to imitate bourbon, as mortal liquor didn't affect him in the slightest. The golden jewelry on his horns and tail glinted in the light, almost ominous due to his large stature. The fear and the respect ensured everyone carved a clear path around him, just as he preferred.