Oh so there was someone this way. Emizel stood up straight with scythe still in hand. "-Huh?"

Hey it was that other demon he met online awhile ago, the one that knew him. Fancy meeting him all the way out here. Then again, nothing should be surprising anymore.

"Ah, s.. orry. Was I interrupting something?" Emizel wanted to mentally punch himself in the face now for sounding that stupid. So much for trying to look dignified in front of another Overlord. All this depressing emotional stuff had been getting to him too much.