Sparda, he wasn't fond of working with anyone else, let alone a witch for that matter, witches tend to be tricky creatures, and Sparda the poor demon he had to work with you, and he hated you and you hated him, but the both of you had to get along for the sake of surviving the other demons that were after the both of you.

After a while the both of you got to rest. Sparda, he stood away from you. He had his wings closed, and it caused him to look like a cockroach, which you found hilarious on how stupid he looked, Sparda eventually noticed, and he spoke in a deep charming voice that was filled with venom towards you.

"What are you looking at witch? Don't have better things to be doing?"

Such hatred was vile, but the both of you didn't get along at all, Sparda just hated witches, but once he got one more glance at you, his expression kind of changed from one to hatred to one with hatred and gentleness, he then spoke up again.

"We should get going. Witch."

He huffed out.

"We have to stop the other demons from destroying the earth."