[Funkduder]

The demon, now lured out of the void of created by his vessel, had no choice but to fight, flail, and attempt to flee, for outside of it's domain, it was weaker. Perhaps it was easily consumed, but what dawned upon the vessel, Emanon Oen, was new fear. Powerful was the being in front of him and how lightly could the wish for peace be taken by one so ready for war.

"Are you the master of this space?"