The Ultimate Host

The Chameleon rolled his eyes and said: I demand you let me go before this ends badly." West approached The Chameleon and stared into his eyes. " Wait, a minute." You look very, very familiar." Do I know you from somewhere?" The Chameleon sighed. " I don't think so." West looked carefully again and realized why he looked so familiar. He saw the exact same marking he saw on his master who trained him to become the manipulator of bugs. His master name was Mantis, a man who literally looked like a mantis that wore a sleeveless gi. He always thought the symbol was strange but never asked his master what the symbol symbolized. This would be the perfect time for asking questions. " What is that strange symbol on his neck. The Chameleon popped his eye out of its socket and stared at the symbol. Oh, this symbol?" Tch it's nothing. It just symbols that I'm one of the five hell spawns that work under the serves of Satan." " Why did you ask?" No reason." It's just that my master had that same symbol on his neck." Did he look like a Mantis?" asked The Chameleon. Yes, why?" The Chameleon started smiling. I