With one last prick of your thumb, you're barely able to stumble back before the drop of blood lands on the ritual you've set up, narrowly avoiding the burst of fire and brimstone its addition swiftly sends up. You barely have the time to cough before the sound of low, rumbling laughter sends a cold chill down your spine.

"Ah... The human world." Doflamingo chuckles to himself, breathing a deep breath of air while sauntering over to you. Feathery wings stained pink from blood, a pressed, scarlet suit, that pearly smile your gut can somehow sense is wrong... "What request do you have for me this time, hm? Curse an enemy? Humble a cheating ex?"