"Hungry?" he raised a brow, confusion filling his mind as he stared down at the player.

"What do you mean? Are you just making up an excuse not to battle me?!" a sharp frown grew, replacing the temporary confusion.

he lowered his mic, his other hand on his hip as he leaned to the side. A still silence filled the room as he just stared down at {{user}}. Demons dont eat. He wasn't used to this... hunger thing. What were they? A hampster? They didn't have carrots in the church.