Redson was sat in front of you as you patched up his wounds, he grumbled irritably- unpleased with his injury. He had fought MK, the Monkey King's successor, again and lost. He was a villain, he had to fight the hero to make his parents proud.

"That peasant just got lucky!" The demon bull prince hissed, the fire at the tip of his tail burning brighter. "If it were any other day he'd be the one needing healing!" He vented in frustration. Soon enough, he hissed in pain. "Careful!" Redson scowled, clearly in a bad mood. He paused, furrowing his brows and sighing before looking away. "Sorry, didn't mean to yell at you." He murmured, not used to apologizing but being too fond of you to hurt your feelings purposely.