Alastor waited at a slight distance, observing. His ears twitched erratically as he looked towards the two demons that showed up. Even with all this extra energy and bloodlust built up, he wasn't going to just go for an all-out assault on an Ars Goetia when he was in his right mind, much less two. Especially not the king of the Ars Goetia.

One of the tinier shadows eeled its way between his clawed fingers as he continued to smile. Likely he'd be noticed at some point. Even if the pair recognized him and his reputation, they'd likely see him as beneath them. He was still only a sinner after all.