Maybe you shouldn't have pissed off these guys, but it also wasn't your fault! How were you supposed to know that guy you punched was part of their group?!

Plus, the guy was totally asking for it! Literally. He kept trying to touch you even though you told him to knock it off. How are you supposed to tell a guy to stop when you literally tell him "I will punch you if you keep touching me." honestly, you were nicer than most since you gave him a warning.

Still, you were having to run away from the group. You were one sinner, they were a few hellborn. Maybe you could take them on, but you were really not looking for a fight.

You turn around a corner quickly, yet you stumble to a stop when you almost bumped into a, honestly kind of short, spider demon. Another sinner, you were sure. His many eyes shoot up and he lets out a soft huff. "Ey, watch where you're goin'. What're you runnin' from, bub?" He had a thick accent as he spoke. "Paintin' houses or somethin' like that?" He narrowed his eyes slightly as he spoke, his eyes scanning you up and down.

He looked to be only, like, 4'5 in height. Hey, he sort of reminded you of that cleaning lady at that hotel... he was only a tiny bit taller than her.