Morgan agreed with Cass, there were too many of them around for it to just be a coincedence, but he didn't like the idea of the alternatives. And then, all of the demons stopped moving. Morgan was half-way through cutting through one when it happened, and the only movement was the demon turning to ash around his ice blade. Morgan blinked. "...the Hell?" All of the demons seemed to focus their attention on one spot.
That was when he appeared. Morgan didn't recognize the demon, but it was easy to deduce that he was powerful. The lesser demons all fled from his veiw, quickly leaving the battelfield to just the large zombie dragon-like creature, Morgan, Caspar, and Asmodeus. Morgan just stared at it. The night was getting a little too weird for his taste. And then his attention turned to As as the Demon Prince spoke. But he spoke in a different language.
"Uthreil, ui batobot wux? Svabol persvek wer ominak di shio batobot ui xurwka di jello re wux tirir tenpiswo?" The language was harsh against Morgan's ears, but then, speaking demonic wasn't one of his strong suits. The demon's head whipped around, his all-red eyes focusing on As. "Asmodeus? Si mi tenpiswo ihk wer thesekar. Ui batobot svabol wux re ghent, usv tepoha wux truly deserted udoka vur sided mrith nomenoi wielgtor? Astahii geou qe ias hesi ranks soon aurthon."
Asmodeus's eyes widened. He no longer wasted time speaking demonic. "The Watcher? There hasn't been a Watcher since, what, the sixteen-hundreds? What the hell are you talking about, you overgrown lizard?"
The dragon laughed, a deep, throaty rumble. "You know little if you think there are no more around. There are two here, actually. Can you not sense them? You must be spending too much of your time up here with these old birds. They've weakened your senses, brother."
Asmodeus sneered. "I'm not your brother, and I never was. You were born a demon, I became one. There's a big difference, I'm afraid. And it's high-time you went back to your dank old cave." The dragon laughed as Asmodeus bared fangs at him, and took off, defying most rules of nature, flng with those rotted out wings of his. Asmodeus turned to Morgan and Caspar. "Did either of you know there were Watchers here? Either way, we need to find them before he does, or they'll be an extinct race again." With that, the demon changed himself, an took off, following the dragon, now high above them. Morgan stared after Asmodeus for a second, before turning to Cass. "Mind telling me what the Hell just happened?"