((Tongue off demons... that would be abyssal if I am correct))
Angel smiled softly, then spoke off his own, his words though not that was common to the others yet darker, more ominous. His tongue was Infernal, language off the devils and those that followed law and order on the evil side of alignments. He knew that he had learned this language so long ago, together with the other which he spoke as fluently as common. "You tempt me child, so scorch the flesh from your bones, to burn your corpse upon the pyre's that will spring near the town. Even though you are powerful in your own right, you do not know with what you are dealing here. You insist on calling me a mage... you insist on thinking that I use those pitiful spells off yours. You are wrong however."
He stopped speaking for a moment, taking a breath before speaking again, this time his voice calmer and more serene as he started to speak celestial, the language off the angels. "I am not what you think, no mage, no wizard, no sorcerer, I am a psion, with the power off the mind at my side, yet you do not possess this power to my knowledge, for I have not sensed the mental vibrations which each creature sends. I hear them as clearly as my own thoughts, and I even call out to them, when I am in need of a servant. You have been foolish to forsake your heritage, for each child is born with the power off the mind, yet as most you have turned away from it, forsaken to utilize it, and now you stand before me, weak and feeble...."
He smiled softly, his voice soon after turning darker again, more as ground by gravel, he knew that this was the tongue the other person spoke, and that he would surely hear this. "But I warn you, step aside and let me leave, so we might meet another time. Think off your transgressions and atone for them, come back to me when you have found a cleric or healer able to cure that ill mind off yours. I truly hope that you suffer greatly during those trials, for you have harmed my crystal, and through that you have harmed me. This is the last warning that I extend to you, for if you do not move, I will kill you where you stand...."
He smirked softly, lowered his head slightly, his sapphire eyes gleaming in the darkness off the cavern, his mind calling out towards his servant, the creature that had been bound to him by his mind and spirit, the one that heard his call. He called upon the sorcerer that soon rose aver the mountain tops in the distance, his hands already ablaze with the flame off spells.