I suppose this is supposed to frighten me?

[The haughty, utterly unimpressed phrase comes from a young man with dark hair and wine-red eyes, dressed far too ornately for this kind of setting. He carries himself with the air of someone so certain of his own importance that nothing could possibly knock his confidence, and the creature standing before him certainly isn't succeeding.

If anything, the person that Krampus is trying to terrify sounds bored.

Bored, but alert enough to the potential danger here to draw his sword with a flourish, pointing it directly at the being before him.]

En garde, let us see which of us is more deserving of this stage.

[If you happen to be nearby, looking terrified or lost, he will break his attention from Krampus for a moment long enough to catch your eye and move his head, calling out a 'get behind me if you're to be no use in this fight'. If you look capable, well, why aren't you helping?]

[Honestly, he's had worse things said to him in the street, but something about the phrasing of what's written across the door is getting under his skin.

DEMON

His lip curls slightly as he looks at it, the colour near-matching the shade of his eyes, and as he hears footfalls behind him his shoulders tense almost imperceptibly.]

I shan't be giving them any points for imagination, but this is annoying.