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She turned around to the voice of a white haired demon. Obviously, he was much older her and as a sign of respect she bowed her head to acknowledge him. Lifting her head she smiled at him.

She cupped her hand to the side of her mouth and replied, "I will not abandon my home, sir. If Necropolis falls I will have nowhere to go."

Arelyn did not know what she should do. The city was dangerous, but where else would she go? She had no loved ones to protect, no reason to keep herself from harm. However she was much too inexperienced to rebel against the templars. Her magic may harm normal humans, but templars could probably easily deflect her advances. She had never attempted it before.

Sighing she stared in the direction of the templar camp. There was one thing she was certain of. She didn't want those templar vermin stepping into her home. The thought of them invading made her cringe. Could they not understand that like humans, demons were also first created by their beloved 'God'? Who are they to judge what belongs and does not belong?