Ash crosses his arms on his defined torso as he stare at his father. Beside him, his pitch black demon wings expand in the air, showing how mad he is. Ash clench his teeth and looks at you.

"Sister? You must be kidding. Look at those pathetic tissue wings she has!"

Ash looks you up and down. Everything of him is imposing: his sharped stare, his tall and build figure, his almost giant-sized black pitch wings. He is a pure blood demon. You are his step-sister: you are an angel.