"Baal-Rog, my Lord, what errands do you need done today?" The night owl questioned as she followed the giant demon obediently.

"I need at least six Labassu by three. HE isn't the most patient of demons, you know." Baal-Rog instructed, very carefully avoiding saying the name.

"Yes, of course. Anything else?" The night owl adjusted it's collar, and signalled for a Nasu to bring the silver jar for soul collecting.

"No. Be gone, now. HE is in need of my presence now." Baal-Rog shooed her away, and the Nasu and her sharply turned the corner.

The night owl grabbed the metallic container agressively and scowled, and the Nasu could tell she was displeased.

"What is this?" The night owl shoved the jar in the Nasu's face, pointing to a small golden feather at the bottom.

"I don't know, it wasn't there before!" The Nasu fell to it's knees and begged for forgiveness.

"What have I told you about capturing fallen angels?" The night owl kicked Nasu in the stomach voilently. "Well?" She shouted.

"Leave them to the Harbringers... The vultures..." The Nasu recited and clutched it's stomach.

"Precisely, and you didn't listen." The night owl glared.

"I didn't do it!"

"You dare place the blame on someone else? Are you calling me a liar?" She asked, ironically. Night owls have a bad habbit of lying and stealing, but since they're second ranking the only one who dare punish them are Baal-Rogs.

"I'm sorry! It... It was me! I did it! You're not a liar!"

"That's better." She knelt down and lifted the Nasu's chin up with her forefinger, "If you ever try to place the blame on someone else again..." She smiled, "I'll make sure Baal-Rog is the one to deal with you."