Beelzebub scowled at Gabriel, but there was no way he was going to get to torture anyone now. Goddammit. "Oh fuck off," he grunted, backing away a little. "I was just talking to him."
"And breaking my fingers," Henry hissed at the demon. "Give me my wedding ring back!" He wanted his phone back too, but it could be replaced. Iestyn had bought that ring for him and proposed to him with it and he wanted it back, goddammit.
"Ugh, like I want your piece of shit ring," Beelzebub dropped it and the phone and then, far too quickly for Henry to even comprehend, it was like Beelzebub disappeared, and left behind in his place was a blowfly. The fly flew at Henry's face, and Henry reacted on instinct. He slammed his hands together, killing Beelzebub the fly in between them, and then he screamed at the pain, radiating out to his broken fingers.
"Oh my god!" Henry shrieked, pulling his hands apart to see the fly goo. "Oh my god, did I kill him?! Oh my god!"