We stopped in our tracks as a familiar figure stepped on the stairs. I drew a sharp breath as Vixia raised her head to look at us.
"Ah," She flinched. "I hadn't expected to find either of you here," She said after a moment.
"And neither had I," Fetheion took a step forward in a desperate attempt to hide me from her view. He seemed just as startled as me. "What are you doing here, Demon?" He asked with a much more aggressive tone than I would have expected of him.
"I could ask you the same, exiled Divine." She glared at him, her eyes shining purple.
"I paid respects to my friend and purged his tomb of a foul beast." Fetheion clenched his fists. "Clearly it lived here for a long time. Do tell me, why have the demons let it be?"
