"Sloth, I don't care about the demons," Satan said, patting his cheek and tapping the blade against Sloth's lips for added effect. "It's the betrayal that hurts. Wrath went behind our backs to tell her little saint fucktoy about Michael, and then your merry band of idiots didn't let us punish her the way she needed to be. Chaos interferes with the pecking order of Hell."