The Devil briefly turned a fierce glare in the direction of Maven and Piper, then back at Tailor. He clearly did not want to back down. He wanted to force Tailor to admit how wrong they were. Wipe that stupid, arrogant look off their face. Anything. Anything except backing down.

"Honey, please," Maven called out.

Devil's face grew an ugly sneer as he let out a snarl, turning around and stomping away. He swiped up spider corpses along the way, roughly ripping off their legs to bring to the Department and throwing the bodies to the side after.

Maven began to walk away, staying near Piper in case they needed assistance. She also glanced back at Tailor, her mind ruminating on all that had just transpired and all she had just learned about the Tailor.