Demona looked up at the roof as Tama finished. His mind was forming a plan. A plan that felt incomplete yet victorious in Demona's mind.
"Tama?" Demona called, not minding the fact that Tama did not like briefing his history.
"What?"
Demona looked at him with questions in his eyes.
"You are the most power Sana there is."
"Yeah. Why?" Tama was trying to understand where Demona was going with all this.
"Which Sana is second to you?"
Demona had a point Tama was trying to put together.
Tama thought deeply for a moment.
H looked away, like he had an answer and was not ready to speak.
"No one."
Demona sat upright, with a dirty smile, following was a chuckle.
"If there's one who is number one, surely there is a number two."
Tama just shunned him like he did not know what Demona was talking about.
