He fell onto all fours with a hand clutching his stomach as he coughed up a small amount of blood on the ground.
His leg muscles tightened, bracing himself from flying backwards.
He stood up and held his arms in front of him in a defensive position.
"Very well. Punch me with all your might and we'll go from there."
"What's wrong, dear?"
She stroked a crystal flower.
He licked her hair. "I agree."
He nuzzled her back.
"Where are we, Demon King?"
She walked through it.
"I don't like fiery places like this." She muffled into his clothes.
She clung to him.
She walked over to Demon King and hugged him in thanks.
She smiled happily.
"Just...please don't act like Jericho."
She rushed to him and hugged him tightly.
"M-Malik?"
She buried her face against Demon King's clothes.
She rose and headed off to the volcano.
"Try to snap him out of it if you want."
