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Typhus stared down at the elder in front of him. He had taken the chance to bring his report to him after he dragged down that one sould from that forest place.
... he thought maybe that soul would excuse, that he still couldn't find that witch...

It felt like hours since the old devil with the owl skull on his head had started to read the lines of his report...
... and since then he hadn't looked up once.

For a moment the younger one had the feeling that the elder simply fell asleep while reading... and that he would stand here until the Day od judgement.

He crossed his arms, cleared his throat, just to be sure the elder won't forget about his presence.

Finally the elder looked up, folded his claws and put them against his chin to rest his head on them. His yellow eyes pierced through the younger devil, who started to shift his weight uncomfortably.

"Disappointing." The elder said, puting down his hands on the parchment. The tone of his voice showed, that he was more than displeased.

"What...?" Typhos rose his eyebrows. "But what about..."

"... it was not your task to bring down another soul before you brought down the witch. She is your target. She is the one that you lost" the elder's voice sharpened at the end of his sentence.

Typhus swallowed.
"But..."

"The soul indeed... is an interesting cought." He folded his hands again "You brought her down from this... forest... but... she seemed to be a human."

More or less. Typhus thought about the little 'secret' hidden insite her body. A broken secret for now. A strange smile appeared on his face as he thought back to their little 'dance'...

The elder's voice called him back again.

"This whole place... is interesting... and complicated for us. An unpleasent situation. Indeed..."

The younger devil rose his eyebrows again... seemed the old owl forgot about his presence again.

"Anyways. Of course we welcome any of the souls you are able to bring down to us... but I admonish you once more to catch this witch as soon as possible."

Typhus cleared his throat once more. "Yah well... Sir... see it is very... difficult for me to see in this place. And i have to say... you down here are not.... exactly helpful... "

"HOW can you dare to take it upon yourself to pass judgement on our work down here!"
A wave of heat hit the younger devil when the elder snapped at him.

Typhus swallowed again, the older in front of him cleared his throat.
"Though... you are right. Sadly our possibilities to act in this place... are very limited. For now the only ones, that where able to even enter this place from here... where you.... and that witch. Oh... and a few scouts... but they aren't very useful there... yes. Besides that... we can't see either what is going on up there. A very strange place, indeed. Maybe the forces are stronger than thought... " The old devil seem to sunk in his own thoughts again.

Typhus blinked. "Oh great and that means what...?"

The elder looked up again. "That you will stay in this place until you found a way to bring down that witch to us."

"But how...?"

"She is your contractor, you know best about her. Besides that, you wrote you cought a first hint of her... her... scent...? On one of those inhabitants...?"

"Yah but that's really..."

"Very well. We'll await your next report then."

"But... " Typhus rose his hand, wanted to add something more...
... but red flames shooting up around him, cut of his words.
Next he found himself back in the forest.

"... shit."