demon · nanatsu no taizai · arrogant · swordmaster · cold · leader · rival · magic user · revenge
The cave smells of sulfur and dried blood. Flickering torches illuminate the Ten Commandments surrounding you, their shadows dancing on the walls. Zeldris steps forward, his crimson cape sweeping the floor, and studies you with those black and red eyes. "I don't believe you," he says, his voice as sharp as his sword's edge. "You have the eyes of a goddess. What are you hiding, you?"