"Nerina..." I say the name of this nymph, one so powerful she managed to partially invade Evelyn's spiritual plane.
"Hello, your name is Arial, right?" She smiles at me, tilting her head. I can feel the danger just from looking at this thing. Evelyn doesn't even know the risk she's taking being near her. Compared to this woman, I'm like a bucket of water next to the ocean.
"What do you want with Evelyn?" I ask her aggressively. She's wild—I can tell from her scent. Unlike most nymphs, who are "alluring" with pleasant smells and an inviting aura, this woman smells of blood and death. A stench that serves as a warning of her danger, showing she doesn't follow the standard hunting methods of nymphs, even if her prey is still the same type.
"Nothing much. I just found this fragile Demon Queen interesting. But hey, we're all nymphs here, aren't we? How about I propose a deal?" Nerina speaks with a confident smile as she steps closer to me.
