Theresa turned around to glance at them as soon as she sensed that they had stepped out of the house.
"I picked up the stench of death; I couldn't believe it. And look what I found!" She called out to the two men behind her.
"I'm just so surprised at how they got here," she said, her eyes fixated on the demons who were watching her with their beady, crimson eyes.
The flickering light cast eerie shadows on the walls as they stood in silence, and the air was thick with an ominous tension.
"Well, we already noticed them on our way back," Ralph said, scratching his head.
Teresa stood her ground as the demons hopped towards her, swishing their sharp, pointy tails behind them.
Her eyes narrowed as she watched them approach, and she prepered herself into a defensive stance.
Theresa's keen eyes spotted their movement in the dark and she strode forward confidently, her razor-sharp claws glinting menacingly in the moonlight.
