The demon shot Daniel a puzzled look. "What would you like to do?"
Before the Angel could respond, Epirus' eyes widened as the sound of footsteps cut through his ears. Someone had approached them from behind, but how? How did he not sense this? No ordinary human could sneak up on him undetected until now.
He whipped around to see another man, tall and silvery-haired like himself, standing there with a judging look of disappointment.
Anger flushed over Epirus' face, an emotion rarely exposed of the piper. "Chorin," he hissed through gritted teeth.
"Epirus," he acknowledged with the same dull tone that the demon typically carried. "You have broken your oath. We were expecting several souls tonight. What on earth possessed you to act in such a way?"
"I deci-"
"Don't answer that," Chorin interrupted quickly. "I do not care. The question was rhetorical. Now, are you ready to face the consequences?"
"I fully intend to replace these souls with those of the ones who ordered the hit," Epirus explained. He was tense. It was obvious that the demon man was mentally preparing for an attack in the event that this Chorin character needed to be dealt with. "You will still receive your souls tonight, Chorin. Just not the ones you initially expected. This is my decision."
"You do not have that authority!" Chorin snapped. His eyes darted over to Daniel, studying the Angel for a few brief moments. "You must be kidding. Have you no shame, Epirus? He is an Angel. An Angel. He does not belong here."
Chorin's lips curled into a sinister smile. "I have decided," he started. "An Angel will more than suffice for the humans you spared. I command you to kill him."