The flaming woman reappeared without haste and stood before them with a cunning smile. Her eyes that had flashed a thunder of surprise added a wild spark to the flame. It was like her features could clearly be seen despite the flame.
"Well, well, well, doesn't this defy the odds. An angel and a demon, both in the same place at the same time. Not trying to kill each other but walking in what seems to be perfect harmony. This must be my lucky, lucky day." She said and took a step forward.
They stared at her, their voices stuck in their throats as they weren't sure how to approach this. Though they both had encountered the woman before, they knew that she was one that could easily read through emotions and words.
Aural turned to look at Aamon but the demon had a bored look on his face as though questioning why he had decided to even come here. Which initially meant it would have been her thought but they needed to retrace their steps that way they could find what needed to be found.
