"Yep. You have to believe me, he literally twisted his knee and fell into goblin shit," Michael stated confidently, pointing to the passed-out Arthur. "He's a bit clumsy sometimes, but I promise, a good shower is more than enough to get rid of this green goo."
"And what about that other friend then?" the demon general asked. "I remember only the two of you being here earlier. Where did he come from?"
"He's my contracted summon," Michael replied. "That's why he resembles me as well. It's a pretty interesting one, don't you think?"
The demon general nodded. "And his name?"
"Err..." Michael turned to the sludge monster and received a shrug in response.
Therefore, he had to improvise.
"His name is Kael."
It was the first name that came to his head, and while it was extremely ordinary, Michael couldn't help it.
He was never good with names.
Nonetheless, that seemed to be enough to get them through the security, and finally, Michael began marching toward the city.
