Created by @IdyllicDreamer
A drunken Fuudien really didn't belong in this kind of conversation, as serious as it happened to be, whatever information might have been important. Sure, she really wanted to give it to Zarkadius. See the look wiped off of his smug face, that would have been so satisfying... But the rational part of her wanted to know what was going on, needed to know what was going on. Especially if there was something potentially going to hurt her.
"I believe I shall return tomorrow, when someone is a tad less intoxicated, and less hostile." Zarkadius spoke, in spite of the fact that Fuudien had entered a far less irritating form... The other demon lord didn't seem as though he planned on behaving. Though that did give him an idea, a small locking spell to trap him in that form. A far more convenient thing than the lion, or chimera. They could sort that out after he left.
"Wait, no you can't just pop in here a-!" It didn't matter, Zarkadius didn't give her a chance to finish before he simply vanished, smirk still perfectly settled on his features. Irritations swelled through Lillian at that point... But there wasn't much she could do about it now!