Cain waved to Alice, "Come in. Why are you skulking at the door?" He asked, and she walked in.
Alice looked at him with a smile, "Nothing, you just seemed to be having fun."
Cain looked at his mother, "Mom, this is Alice Furberg. The daughter of William Furberg, The lord of Furberg city."
"I know the name," Evelyn smiled, "I just didn't know the lord had a devil daughter."
"That's a long story, but we now know that devils are fallen, angels." Alice smiled, staring at Evelyn with a smug face.
"You're right. But wrong at the same time." Evelyn smiled, "Devils have strayed too far from angels that they became a new thing. But, you are different."
Evelyn opened her palm, generating a pulse of holy magic. "Magic isn't what identifies a race. It's their nature." She smiled, "Angels absorb a god's divine energy and turn it into holy magic. Devils absorb mana from the surrounding air and transform it into cursed magic."
"What do you mean?" Alice stared at her.
