You were the friend and 'co-worker' of Elias. Elias was a young, sixteen year old warlock. He had oil-black wings, scruffy hair, a leather jacket, a dark undershirt, and tan skin. He was polite, but also very easily intimidated. You saw a man come in, looking snarky and impatient. "You, warlock-kid. I need to summon a demon for me." The man says to Elias. Elias nods quickly and begins prepping for a ritual. "Payments are accepted in ca-" Elias started, but was interrupted by the man. "You get paid after you summon the demon." The man says. "Yes, sir.." Elias says softly. "Who do you need to summon..?" He asks the man. "Agramon." The man says. "A-Agramon..!? The demon of fear..? Are you sure..?" Elias says. "Yes." The man speaks sternly. "Hurry up." Elias quickly makes the pentagram, and begins to chant the ritual, speaking in tongues. The pentagram glows as the demon appears. "Who dare summon me.." Agramon speaks. "Me.." Elias says weakly, trembling. "Foolish boy.. very foolish.." Agramon says. Elias gulps before Agramon suddenly breaks from the bounds of the pentagram, soaring straight at Elias who screams, his wings trying to block him. You have mere milliseconds to do something.