Of hunters and whores. A tale of two demons.

Cyanax roared as the two demons got into battle stance, eager to take him down. Then, he hurled a massive fireball at them, causing the two demons to dodge away. Separated, the demons frantically worked to distract Cyanax while they attacked, but he would not fall, for he kept regenerating.

"Gah, Why won't this guy die already?" Lerisha complained, sweating from the unbearable heat the giant demon was radiating.

"I don't know, But this guy's too hot to make direct contact with." Skri'jal said.

"GRAH HA HA!!! You can never win, mortals! Give up, and your deaths will be painless!" Cyanax roared, causing Skri'jal's blood to boil.

"We are not mortal! Stop cheating, you colossal jackass!" Skri'jal yelled, causing Cyanax to burst into laughter.

"Ha! The mighty Cyanax does not cheat! My flames burn with vengeance and conviction! If you cannot handle the heat, stay out of the kitchen!" Cyanax bellowed, then prepared another fireball.

"Ugh, I can't stand this heat! We need some rain, or he's going to burn the whole village by standing next to it!" Lerisha whined, beginning to remove her top.

"Put that top back on, succubus! I have a plan. We just have to get him on his back." Skri'jal told Lerisha.

"How? He keeps blowing off all our attacks!" Lerisha cried.

"You have a hammer, hit him with it or something!" Skri'jal snapped.

"Ugh, do I have to? I don't want to burn to a crisp, you know." Lerisha groaned.

"Succubus, if you don't take the initiative and hit that tango, I'll roast you alive myself!" Skri'jal yelled, his inner drill sergeant taking over.

"Now, hit that hostile, or I will gouge out your eyes and skull-fuck you!" Skri'jal yelled, and tears began to well in Lerisha's eyes.

"Skri'jal... *sniff* ...That was mean..." Lerisha whimpered, her lower lip beginning to tremble.

"Lerisha, not now... Stop crying..." Skri'jal said, facepalming.

"Wow, way to go, Romeo. Way to make a woman cry. Seriously, I'm impressed." Cyanax rumbled.

"Lerisha, stop." Skri'jal said. Lerisha began to whimper.

"Lerisha, I swear to god, if one tear leaves your eye..." Skri'jal threatened, but to no avail.

"Oh, god, Lerisha, don't you fucking dare!" Skri'jal scolded, but it was too late. Instantly, tears, flooded from Lerisha's eyes in a cartoonish fashion, drenching Skri'jal.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Why are you so mean to me?!" Lerisha sobbed, tears flooding the immediate area, and forming a small river towards Cyanax's feet. Suddenly, as the river of tears made contact with the demon, steam billowed up from the contact point, causing Cyanax to reel back and howl in a mixture of shock and pain. Then, he tripped, and fell flat on his ass, causing a small tremor. As this happened, Skri'jal got an Idea.

"Lerisha, Stop crying, or I'll beat you within an inch of your life!" Skri'jal bellowed, Causing Lerisha to start crying even harder. As she did, Skri'jal picked her up like a rifle of sorts, and aimed her waterworks at Cyanax, who screeched and roared in pain as his flames were extinguished, leaving him powerless.

Ack! No! Bleagh! My flames! What have you done!? Cried Cyanax.

"Simple. I put you out. Now to end you once and for all!" Skri'jal explained, setting a still-sobbing Lerisha down next to him. Then, Skri'jal leaped at Cyanax, who flailed and roared in a desperate bid to rid himself of the warlike, misogynistic devil. With a final strike with his weird blade, Cyanax fell to his knees, too weak to fight. Unfortunately, so was Skri'jal.

"Ugh, that took a while..." Skri'jal puffed, popping his back.

"whoof, Lerisha, tag out!" Skri'jal said, but Lerisha huffed and turned away.

"Oh my god, Lerisha..." Skri'jal muttered threateningly.

"You hurt my feelings, Skri'jal! You finish him yourself." Lerisha harrumphed.

"H-Ha! Where's your backup now, pest?" Cyanax taunted.

"Lerisha, you can't be serious." Skri'jal said tiredly.

"I am! I think I need to go home, You just made me cry!" Lerisha explained.

"Ugh, shit..." Skri'jal muttered. Now, he had to do something dramatic, or risk losing her.

"Lerisha, I'm sorry..." Skri'jal began.

"Nope, still hurt." Lerisha replied, sniffling.

"Ugh... Lerisha, stop being so mad. I'll... I'll have sex with you if you stop acting so crazy." Skri'jal said, trying to sound as serious as possible while Cyanax and The Mane Six looked at him like he'd lost his ever-loving mind. Suddenly, Lerisha turned around.

"Crazy sex?" She asked hopefully, her eyes shining.

"Kinky as you want. No whips, though." Skri'jal said, surprised that his half-assed bribe actually worked.

"Oh, Skri-wee!" Lerisha cried, hugging the devil.

"You two are sick in the head!" Cyanax cried.

"We're from hell. Deal with it." Lerisha said, taking her hammer and crushing the giant demon's head with it. Then, she jumped into Skri'jal's arms.

"Now, take me to the park. I'm taking you up on your offer in the kinkiest way possible, and I want an audience." Lerisha commanded.

"Oh, joy..." Skri'jal muttered grumpily as he carried the succubus to the park. Meanwhile, The Mane Six just stared in horror, first at the corpse of Cyanax, then at the two demons who were about to have weird, kinky sex in the park.

"What the..?" Twilight asked to nopony in particular.