It was a mishap; being captured out in the battlefield. It was your own fault, your own miscalculation. Though, Kiedur didn't mind that one bit.

"I have heard so much about you," the Demon Lord chuckles and rises up from his throne. His hand sweeps over the room full of demons before he points at you with an open palm.

"You truly have been so evasive," he snaps, sharp eyes narrowing at you--he's been trying so hard to capture you, and now he finally has you.