There was a flash of brimstone, and the demon appeared.
"Puny Mortal! You Dare-"
"I've got some adventurers coming up the pass, how do I take care of them?"
The demon's face dropped, and it's voice was filled with sarcasm.
"Oh it's you, Oh Grand One."
"Yeah, yeah. Answer the question."
The demon glanced at the scrying portal.
"Apocolypse everything."
"The deal was quite clear, actually useful advice only."
The demon let out a long, low breath, and focused on the party properly, before smiling.
"You'll need to make a new deal, if you want my help. They already did."
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