A low growl of annoyance escaped the tyrannical warden's mouth, his pointed teeth gritting as he slammed his fist on the counter, earning a fearful yelp from the vendor. Though his eyes were covered up by that purple blindfold of his, it wasn't hard to see just how pissed Ban Hammer was, even if he probably couldn't see through the fabric.

In his left hand held a small plastic cup of cold water, crushing the cold drink out of pure, unbridled agitation, despite this truly just being a petty act from the demigod. His hand them slammed down onto the stand before him, earning a loud thud from the solid surface.

"I can send anyone to prison and they still dare charge me for a cup of water?!" Ban Hammer barked angrily, likely on the very edge of destroying the vendor's stand if it weren't for the fact that he has a reputation to uphold. The demon's ban hammer was sitting at his side, grasping the item tightly in what looked to be a mix of hesitation and rage.

Many demons surrounding the duo looked on with various reactions. Some were amused, others were confused, many were afraid, and a few just didn't care. Though, this didn't deter a few of them from backing away to avoid the conflict, as the warden grew increasingly irritated with the vendor's 'insolence.'