_{“Pretty much.”}

                           _{The demoness nodded, crossing her arms over her chest. In fact, Crowley was merely a child compared to her even in age, she had been created decades before he was even a thought. However, she liked to say she aged much better than he ever could. All she wanted was him gone and for herself t take the throne, so she could finally put hell back in it’s rightful order. She wasn’t sure how long she could take watching it being flipped upsidedown, and she refused to watch him do anymore of that to it.} 

              _{“Obviously, but most of them are weak. They’re nothing without him, they’re just there for show. Trust me on that one.”}

      _{“Even for show, large numbers could potentially be dangerous.”}

       _{That much was a fact; one rabid animal was one thing, but an entire group of them? That was another completely. Weak or otherwise, when they bunched together, they could quite possibly be a force, but that was only if they truly knew how to work together.}

        _{In most instances, they didn’t – not really. It wasn’t in their nature to formulate plans. The most they could do was swam and even then it was unlikely that anything would truly happen. Most demons – especially one’s for show – didn’t know how to truly fight well.  They just attacked.} 

           _{“It just matters on how they are taken care of and not when.”}