The demon was of a beast tribe, with light green skin that reminded me of Vrida. She was half naga, and some part of her body was covered in emerald-colored scale, including the skin around her jet-black eyes. She was called Neel, an orphan, and did not adopt any surname.
"I didn't think you'd really come through...smuggling," I said as we sat in the drawing room on the guest floor.
Natha did say something along that line, but I thought he was just kidding while referring to how Izzi was brought here. The vault, from afar, looked like a container one might use on shipment--except that this one had wheels for mobility. Unlike Izzi who was basically being shoved inside a box, the vault Neel traveled in had amenities inside, and looked like a proper room in a tent size.
Still made little boy Jade disappointed by the lack of candy.
"Special circumstances need a special measure," Natha shrugged beside me.
