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Clawed feet thudded against charred ground as the demon walked. A low rumbling growl fading from it's throat. The sound making Imps jolt away and Possessed slink off in fear. The Hell Knights may not have been the biggest or the meanest creatures around, but it wasn't one to be trifled with. It sniffed the air with a grunt, doing it's best to differentiate the smells. The Hell Knights had been cursed bad eyesight, but that meant it's smell and hearing was impeccable.
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