Another day, perhaps another dollar. Z'Aleel had been spending the last few days with Yuurei, enjoying all that the Island had to offer. His body for the first time in a while hadn't ached, his head hadn't been pounding and he felt good overall. The sand slipped between his toes, almost scorching to the touch but was relaxing nonetheless. Luci and Renji had been getting along it seemed, but you just never knew what the demon. One moment he seemed to be nice and the next he was plotting and orchestrating your downfall. To him the exceed was nothing more than a mortal creature, yet somehow he couldn't shake how intrigued he was with his existence. He just thought Renji was...odd and entertaining. The guild master of Paradise Dawn had been kind, treating Zael just as he would have done Khalfani. To the Summoner this was all just another day with a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

The red haired Daemon looked up at the sun but quickly realized that they were approaching a man with a sign. It was a help wanted sign on an empty island. Za frowned. Obviously the man strategically set himself up in the path of the two towering mages just so they could see him. If anything, his bait worked. There was a ship not too far from the sign holding man and Yuurei was keen on checking it out. Of course he was, he just couldn't help himself sometimes. Z'Aleel, on the other hand, assumed that this would just be another boring case of fishing. "You wanna go fishing? Again?" He scoffed as his lips puckered to the side, he walked with his arms folded behind his head, before sighing. "Alright. These things usually end with action anyway I guess."

Zael looked away, only slightly annoyed that they were actually about to offer their services to humans, people who didn't deserve. Yuurei was a Nephilim was a unique type of grace, that much couldn't be denied. Before that, he was a half elf. Both forms are superior to humans, so why was he always so Keen on helping them? They were like cockroaches compared to him, at least that's how Z'Aleel saw it. After all, he felt the same way about himself. "Yeah sure." He said. A moment later and Yuurei had told the sign-holder that they'd help. Of course there was a ship waiting at the beach, anchored close bye. The Daemon walked alongside his friends until they finally reached the ship. When they boarded, the red headed mage could see that they were amongst a group of about fifteen men. The ship was large and tanky, perfect if you were hunting sea monsters.

The ship captain introduced the duo to the rest of the crew, Aleel still with his nonchalant bored expression because he could already see how this would turn out. It was simple, like a lot of fates that concerned humans. First, they would set sail, then a large creature would appear and then he and Yuu would kill it because the rest of the crew was useless, and then they'd get some lame amount of jewels and that would be the adventure. On the bright side, at least he got to kill something right? The ship captain wanted to reaffirm that the two men would actually be of use, but all that did was annoy the Daemon even more. After Yuurei assured him, Z'Aleel scoffed. "Of course we got it, 'cause you're all useless bags of skin and bones." He then turned to the men and smirked. "But maaaaybe, we can use you as bait for the creature. That'd be fun, heh." He said as he tapped his chin.

Luci looked at the man and smirked as well, his energy matching Za's perfectly and for a moment the two of them radiated obscura. "Yeah, and then maybe that'll teach you foolish Sailors to pay us better, heh." Luci said. The ship captain's eyes widened as they bounced between The Archfiend and the shadowy feline-creature. He wondered just who the hell he welcomed onto the ship. Luckily for him, no harm would come to them if Yuurei didn't want it too. So maybe they wouldn't be used as bait after all.

Ideas flashed through the Daemon's brain. As he glared at the ship captain before him, both he and Luci had been thinking of the various ways that they could use the crew to their advantage in a fun and violent way. Bait was simple and interesting enough because it raised the question of; would they die? Or would they survive? Did the creature even eat humans? If you think about it was a valid scientific experiment and probably would help them kill the monster faster. Z'Aleel smirked, but soon his thoughts faded as Yuurei revealed to the man that the duo were only joking. They weren't, but of course Za understood that the white haired Berserker was only making sure their clients were comfortable. How cute, he thought. With a roll of his eyes he moved towards the edge of the boat, leaning over it to look out at the sea.

Renji wasn't too comfortable with the idea of water; another thing him and Luci had in common. The Demon chuckled at how bossy the exceed was, reminding him of himself. Luci walked over towards his companion and sat beside him, putting a cigar to his lips before lighting it. Meanwhile Yuurei spoke to the captain to gather more information, Luci was making sure that the Archfiend was alright. "Hey, you feeling okay?" He said to Za, making sure he wasn't too loud. "Yeah, I am. My body still aches, but no headaches or flashing memories right now." The dark skinned summoner responded. Luci nodded but before he could say anything else, he felt a drop land on the lit part of his cigarette, putting it out immediately. "Dammit." And then Zael found it. He snapped towards the sailor before storming over. The rain began to fall heavily, and just before Za could put a fist into the captains mouth he explained that the weather was weird.

"This is gonna cost ya an extra sixty percent, human. Now hurry up and get us to the destination, fool." He growled.

Fear. It was like a drug to the Daemon. He could feel it, see it, smell it, and taste it. Boy was it great, like wine after a long day of working. Zael wasn't someone too keen on the idea of love, nor did he need it. Fear was what he thrived off of. To see someone tremble at the very thought of you spoke volumes about what true power was. It was for that reason that he enjoyed the art of murder so much. Imagine holding someone by the throat, slowly tightening your grip and watching them slowly fade out of existence and descend into the unknown. The fear they exuded, always mixed with hints of peace and excitement, it was like having an orgasm. So, Z'Aleel settled down. It seemed the crew was already afraid of him and really that was enough for him. He didn't want Yuurei to start judging him.

The Sailor commanded the rest of his crew to drop the anchor into the water, and he they did. The ship stopped for a while, the rain fell almost annoyingly and the clouds swam in the sky. Nobody knew what exactly was lurking in these waters but it wasn't anything that the duo of friends couldn't handle. Luci was much of a fighter, he usually just manipulated people to do the work for him so he wouldn't be joining in on the fun. Za imagined that Renji probably would fight if he needed to, but he didn't strike as much of a fighter either. As for the crew, like the Daemon said before; these men were useless. They were humans with hardly any mana after all. Perhaps it would be best if they just dropped dead, the Archfiend thought. Suddenly as the crew members watch the waters by leaning over the edge, a beast sprung up.

These men weren't at all as prepared as they probably initially thought. Yuurei was the first to act. While the crew members ran to the back of the ship in fear, Yuurei's wings sprouted before moving towards the giant fish creature. Za smirked before running forward, biting his thumb and drawing blood as a magic circle appeared at the front of the ship. Suddenly Eznalos emerged. Once Za reached the front of the ship he leaped onto the ledge before swinging his arm forward, causing the four meter summon to wildly leap towards the Sea creature just as Yuurei dodged it, causing Eznalos to land in the creatures mouth instead. The Crew men gasped, but this was only a small part of the plan. The creature closed its mouth so nobody could see Eznalos slide down its throat and into its belly. Then the creature opened its mouth again, aiming for Yuurei.

"H-hey, what just-" Za grabbed the face of one of the crew members before he could speak, squeezing and squeezing until his head was crushed, then threw him away. "Shut up." He scoffed, still watching the monsters fight. Luci chuckled in the back.

One thing that anyone should remember about Za, it was that he was ruthless, maniacal, and in a constant state of boredom. When he fought, it wasn't just to defeat his opponent, but it was to put on a spectacle for anyone to see and embrace. He found destruction to be satisfying, but only when it was intentionally constructed and resulted in undeniable beauty. Even murder could be artful. It didn't matter how strong his opponent was, it didn't matter who his opponent was, if it wasn't fun then there was no point in indulging in it. After all, the Daemon was convinced that he could not die. But more than that, he was convinced that even if he did die the place he went to next would be just as fun- at least for him. It was for this reason that he felt like he could do whatever he wanted.

On earthland there was not a single person in the world that he needed to answer to. Perhaps hell was different, because he was constructed by the very grace of the devils. It was the reason why he was alive today. Alas, amongst mortals he was a god. Even if they didn't see it right now, soon enough they would come to realize that the true king of this world was Z'Aleel. So, it didn't matter that he had just murdered a man in cold blood. Who would hold him accountable to an extent that actually mattered? Nobody. Nobody would slay him, not even Illumin himself. Za crouched on the ledge as he watched Yuurei go at the monster. There really was no denying how monstrously strong the Nephilim was. To think that all it took was an intense amount of training to get to that point was mind-blowing.

Too bad that Aleel wasn't like him. He didn't need to train to obtain the power he had been blessed with, not when he had undeniable talent to carry him. His eyes lowered as the Daemon suddenly raised his hand to the sky. The Mangler had already made it down to the beasts belly by now if his calculations were correct, so when he raised his hand the fiend popped out of the monster, ripping it open from its stomach with his bare hands. The monster roared in pain.

There wasn't much it could do now. Yuurei had delivered one more blow to the monster and just like that it was completely done for. With a nod towards the summon, Zale nodded and he vanished. The mission was over and Yuurei had returned to the boat where the Sailor would reward them. Of course he was hesitant to give the Daemon his money, but he understood that if he didn't then he'd simply suffer the same fate as his mater who now laid soulless on the floor.

Za turned to Yuurei as he walked off the boat, speaking to his friend should he have left as well. "No more fishing, at least for a week. Anyway, I opened a club on this island and I'm having an event tonight, I'll send over the details. You don't have a choice, alright so don't even bother with an excuse. Dress to impress. I wanna see that body of yours on the dance floor." He smirked.