Adauchi is at a bar, playing a game of darts against Emalf, the two demons both threw their darts at the target.

The game was a close one, both of them nearly on their final darts. The winner would likely get rewarded by the loser.

"You know... I think this could be my win, Emalf."

Adauchi smirked as he got ready to throw his current dart at the target, aiming right at the bullseye. This one was the game deciding dart, so a miss could easily cost him.