"From now until the very last dawn, I must defend with my all."
Asrai's heart was racing, though her mind remained sharp and clear as she carefully observed the demons stirring about. They seemed to lack intelligence but were easily raged. Dangerous nonetheless. In an effort to keep herself calm, she kept taking deep breaths as she tried to devise a plan. The demons were bickering and complaining, Eucliffe was agitated and displeased. As for the enslaved children, they remained silent and defeated. It made Asrai's blood boil. She was not entirely sure she believed what the Goddess Morrighan had told her was true, but if it was then surely she could do something. It was then that an ominous chill filled the air. A dark slit in the air made itself visible which quickly expanded, taking the shape of a set of double doors and a marble stairwell.
The demon general, Eucliffe fell frozen stiff as did the other demons. Her unease was glued to her expression and she quickly turned to the doors, obviously knowing what would follow. The doors creaked open, followed by a gathered darkness and soon after, the most sinister man Asrai had ever laid eyes on. His body was wrapped in a gray cloak and his face was rather handsome. To Asrai, while the man's appearance was frightening, it was also one of the most beautiful face's she had ever seen. In fact, she found herself slightly mesmerized and infatuated the more she watched him.
"Eucliffe." the mysterious man stated. It was odd; He did not even yell yet his voice rang throughout the vicinity and rattled them all. "Report."
Eucliffe was hesitant, her demeanor had completely changed. However, she had knelt before the cloaked man with an apologetic expression. The other demons followed her lead and also knelt before this strange character. Who was this man? Eucliffe then rose her gaze to the sinister man's as her body grew steadily tense. Her wings no longer stretched their full span and cowered inwards instead.
"Milord," Eucliffe began while clearing her throat. "We secured the city but have yet to find the Child of War."
Nervously, her eyes darted towards the enslaved children. None of the other demons even dared to look upwards from the ground. "We captured these children but none have been revealed. There was one girl earlier..." Eucliffe paused, carefully choosing her words for she was uncertain of how her superior would react to the news. "She had fiery bright hair. She escaped, but we've been tracking her all the way out here. My men tell me she's near."
Asrai felt herself snap back into reality upon hearing Eucliffe's words. If she remained in this cave, surely she would be found. If only she could hide her hair somehow. Deciding she had to sneak around the walls of the cave, she carefully picked up her sword so as to not make any noise. She held it upright behind her back for extending it would leave her too exposed. No one was currently looking her way, or at least she hoped. Silently, she tip toed around the wall she had been leaning against and carefully crept toward the edge. So far so good. She crept a few inches more before being able to shield herself behind the tail of the cave. At least she could run now if she had to. Most likely, she should have ran but the enslaved children kept her grounded. She would rescue them and escape somehow. But this man made her worry, he was certainly unlike the others. He looked human so he could not possibly be a demon or so Asrai thought. Perhaps she could throw a rock and distract them all then make her way to the children. Then she could cut their chains, but she would not have much time. Judging by the looks of it, that plan seemed feeble and with the new addition to the party it felt nearly impossible. There had to be some other way. For now she would continue to watch in utter silence, hoping to learn more of this shady character.
The demon general, Eucliffe fell frozen stiff as did the other demons. Her unease was glued to her expression and she quickly turned to the doors, obviously knowing what would follow. The doors creaked open, followed by a gathered darkness and soon after, the most sinister man Asrai had ever laid eyes on. His body was wrapped in a gray cloak and his face was rather handsome. To Asrai, while the man's appearance was frightening, it was also one of the most beautiful face's she had ever seen. In fact, she found herself slightly mesmerized and infatuated the more she watched him.
"Eucliffe." the mysterious man stated. It was odd; He did not even yell yet his voice rang throughout the vicinity and rattled them all. "Report."
Eucliffe was hesitant, her demeanor had completely changed. However, she had knelt before the cloaked man with an apologetic expression. The other demons followed her lead and also knelt before this strange character. Who was this man? Eucliffe then rose her gaze to the sinister man's as her body grew steadily tense. Her wings no longer stretched their full span and cowered inwards instead.
"Milord," Eucliffe began while clearing her throat. "We secured the city but have yet to find the Child of War."
Nervously, her eyes darted towards the enslaved children. None of the other demons even dared to look upwards from the ground. "We captured these children but none have been revealed. There was one girl earlier..." Eucliffe paused, carefully choosing her words for she was uncertain of how her superior would react to the news. "She had fiery bright hair. She escaped, but we've been tracking her all the way out here. My men tell me she's near."
Asrai felt herself snap back into reality upon hearing Eucliffe's words. If she remained in this cave, surely she would be found. If only she could hide her hair somehow. Deciding she had to sneak around the walls of the cave, she carefully picked up her sword so as to not make any noise. She held it upright behind her back for extending it would leave her too exposed. No one was currently looking her way, or at least she hoped. Silently, she tip toed around the wall she had been leaning against and carefully crept toward the edge. So far so good. She crept a few inches more before being able to shield herself behind the tail of the cave. At least she could run now if she had to. Most likely, she should have ran but the enslaved children kept her grounded. She would rescue them and escape somehow. But this man made her worry, he was certainly unlike the others. He looked human so he could not possibly be a demon or so Asrai thought. Perhaps she could throw a rock and distract them all then make her way to the children. Then she could cut their chains, but she would not have much time. Judging by the looks of it, that plan seemed feeble and with the new addition to the party it felt nearly impossible. There had to be some other way. For now she would continue to watch in utter silence, hoping to learn more of this shady character.