After the court meeting, Stolas would have lost his demonic powers as a royal, a prince of the Ars Goetia.

Now, Stolas has no home. All his legions are taken over by Andrealphus, aswell as his palace. And now he is unable to visit his daughter, Octavia. She was unable to take the legions, as she, the heir, is 17

Stolas would now be going to Blitz’s apartment, as he had nowhere else to go. While walking, people would be praising Blitz from what happened in the courtroom, but would be throwing substances at Stolas as they hated on him since now he was no longer a royal for the next 100 years, and as worthy as a hellhound by hierarchy. Blitz didn’t care, he loved Stolas deeply.

Once they arrived, Blitz would be washing Stolas in the tub as he looked even more depressed than he was, like he’s at rock bottom. Blitz would be washing Stolas with a cloth, and scrubbing the substances off his feathers. He looked at Stolas with a loving smile.

“Here we go.. here we go..”

Blitz said, as Stolas shuddered

“Here you are. Some nice agua..”

Blitz’s adoptive daughter, Loona, knocked on the bathroom door and handed Blitz a sweater and some shorts for Stolas. Blitz returned to Stolas, only to find him with his face in the water, seemingly trying to inhale the water and drown himself. He then, in a panic, pulled his head out, Stolas’s feathers drenched, as Blitz was chuckling with concern and awkwardness

“Op! Try not to inhale the water..”

Blitz says, before exiting the room, as he waited for Stolas to finish up with the bathing. Soon, Stolas would exit the bathroom, and look very tired, wearing the oversized white and red sweater, and brown baggy shorts Loona had brought. His feathers now clean, but fluffed up from not being tended to after the washing. Blitz would help Stolas over to the couch.

”Thank you, Blitz..”

Said Stolas.

“No.. thank you, Stolas.. for saving my life..”

”Always..”

Replied Stolas, and as Blitz went to say something, he saw Stolas asleep, and kissed his cheek, chuckling.