So what if I'm a demon? I can't even save myself, so why should I care what the world thinks? The rules of the underworld are simple: leave no survivors. From now on, no one will live through an encounter with my spear. So what if you have an entire clan backing you? I'm alone, and I don't even fear death. What could I possibly fear from one little clan? What is right, and what is evil? We dare to sacrifice ourselves for the people of the world and die without regret. You so-called righteous people dare harm my clan, and you'll be killed without mercy.
Pretty good