WHICH WAY I FLY IS HELL; MYSELF AM HELL.

Aatrox releases her, but his gaze still lingers on her form. Creatures such as this could not so easily be done away with by his blade. They were like pests, always managing to come back somehow. Though this was the first time he managed to encounter this particular demon. What was it she wanted from him anyway?

// aatrox gets SNACKS and a WIFE - this is a good day to be Aatrox

// he just wants snax : ( poor boi. 

“Get OFF me, Aspect!” Frustration is evident in his voice as Pantheon isn’t shaken from him right away as he would like. 

“You think you’ve heard of me?” Dark laughter rumbled from the demon like ominous thunder. “Well, I would certainly be surprised if you hadn’t. I seem to be... the ‘talk of the town’ these days as it were.” Aatrox’s head tilted as he looked the other up and down, committing their features to memory. 

// oooooh that sounds tasty.... i like it....

“Is that so? Well! Go on then. Do it. See where it gets you.”