
"Not human, not soft. Your behavior is the same," His fingers swung to play the captives who were now screaming for forgiveness, "Can't you knock on the door? I know you guys are demons, but learning a little polite can't be?"
The creatures continued to thrash, but the illusory noose with a black rope shining purplish was getting tied up tighter. The shrill groaning sounds were getting more and more sinister. Strangely enough the man smiled, "He should have come to set you free, hmm. Aren't you guys soft people?"