Mike is pushed up against the wall after he answers. Ba'al is amused by his response and looks like he's about to laugh. "Debts. Really?" He doesn't sound convinced. His grip remains just loose enough that Mike can still plead his case.

Meanwhile, the other drug would start taking effect. The agonizing pressure starts ebbing away at the expense of a soft and leaking cock. Ba'al glances down, smirking when he sees the drug has taken effect. "You're making quite the mess."