Lecherous clenched his jaw at the thought of the time he wasted with this miniscule prey. As fire consumed the very dust upon which he stood, the great demon watched Imp taunt and flutter and jest above him. Fireballs rained from the sky with coarse ripping sound, as if barking. Green flame sputtered and sparked as it crashed against Lecherous' hulking shoulders and chest. Hellfire warmed his complacent senses with that unmistakable scent of home and revitalized him.
-The wounds on Lecherous' hand have healed from the unholy-based attack.
Only a worthless Imp would dare feel so smug while attracting the attention of a great demon. Only a worthless Imp would attempt to harm a demon using unholy magic. Only a worthless Imp would fail to realize a demon without wings is a truely great demon.

-Lecherous activates 'To the Depths of Hell'.