One of Queen Danna's guards was passing prison pit No.5. Glancing down, he catches a glimpse of a demon like himself but doesn't pay close enough attention and walks on. Rounding the bend over to prison pit No.10, what he saw finally hits him and he rushes back to the pit. Shouting down the grating, "Oi there fellow demon beast! Whatcha doin down there?" and waits for the reply. After a few muffled scuffles, a voice answers back gruffly, "Queen Danna threw this dang angel slave down this damn pit and I stupidly leaned over to get a closer look at 'im. Of course, she was in her mean mood and booted me down here with this stupid slave. Mind getting me out?" The demon guard nods, takes out his keys and unlocks the grating at the top. "Ya can come out now! Make sure to keep the angel down there nice and sa--" His sentence was cut short for immediately out of the pit jumped a spiky, jet black haired angel and a red-haired demon with a nasty looking sword. "Sorry there guard buddy. Gotta do this!" and with that the red-haired dude sliced the guard's head off. Fletcher, for that was the red-haired demon-angel's name, then beckoned to his companion. "You free the other slaves. I think it's about time I've seen my boy."