The erinyes had deep red eyes and long black hair. Her skin was pale and she had a pair of bird wings with black feathers. She was wearing an iron spiked outfit that could not be described as armor. It had a thick gorget, a breastplate that only covered her breasts, bracers, a thick belt holding a small black skirt and graves that reached her knees.The rest of her skin was fully exposed.
She looked at Matthew with pleading eyes while crawling on the floor.
"Please. I need help." She said.
Avariel drew her sword and took a step forward, but stopped when she realized Matthew and Ffyr weren't moving.
The erinyes then moved to Avariel and pleaded again.
"They're going to kill me."
Avariel looked at Matthew who just crossed his arms.
"Shouldn't we help her?" The angel asked.
"She's a general. But under whom?" Matthew pondered, looking down at her.
"I'm Lenore. I serve under Malphas. Please, they're almost here." The demoness pleaded again.
