"You want to know about Lords, huh?"
The demon tilted its head, an amused smile spreading across its crimson face.
"Clearly. I just fucking asked."
Ethan was starting to lose patience with all the cryptic answers.
Every person who seemed to know something important insisted on speaking in riddles, dropping fragments of information before refusing to explain anything properly.
'Can't people just be more direct?'
The demon chuckled.
"Unfortunately for you, that's still far above your pay grade."
It leaned back in its chair, looking completely at ease.
"The only reason I've told you as much as I have today is because you revealed yourself to those fanatics far earlier than I expected."
Ethan's expression tightened.
"It was Aisha, right?"
His fingers moved unconsciously toward his neck.
"She was..."
He hesitated as Elara's eyes immediately shifted toward him, her expression becoming noticeably colder as she waited for him to finish.
"...odd."
The demon laughed.
"Was?"
