The ruined temple, a monument of dust and decay, served as their initial prison. Derieri, finally unbound, stretched, a low growl rumbling in her chest. "Finally," she snarled, a cruel smile twisting her lips. "Freedom, you sons of bitches!
Malascula, her eyes alight with dark amusement, observed the desolate surroundings. "The seal has been broken," she whispered, her voice a silken threat. "Now... the time is upon us." With a shared look of wicked anticipation, the two demons ascended into the sky. The temple's dust swirled below them as they rose.
They soared, a blur against the darkening canvas of the sky. As they flew, Malascula’s gaze fell upon a small, isolated house, a warm light spilling from its windows. "We need to replenish our energy," she murmured, a chilling smile playing on her lips. "A source of... sustenance." They changed course, a silent agreement passing between them, and descended towards the house. Landing silently in the overgrown yard, they approached the house intending to devour your soul to replenish they power Derieri, her impatience barely restrained, moved towards the window and peered inside. They saw you.