Skender stared at his grandmother surprised. In five hundred years he hadn't seen her and now she was suddenly standing before him. Where did she come from? Where had she been? It was almost as if she had been waiting for him to come here.
"It has been a while." She said.
He said nothing to that.
"You must have overcome everything now and awakened your demon since you are here."
So she had been waiting for him to do that?
"Where have you been?" He asked her.
"Let's talk over tea." She smiled.
His grandmother took him to the demon world which was surprising. Defenders have always lived in the human world and she always advocated for the importance of being a defender and doing their duties.
"Why do you live here?" He asked staring at the tea she served. He had no intention of drinking it even if he didn't believe she had an interest in poisoning him.
"Because it is safe."
"From?"
