A twist of confusion and annoyance etched on Gloria's face as she observed their movement. She had the ability of using her vines as a seventh sense organ, her intuition being her sixth and this let her see with them, hear with them and as much as smell and thirst with them if she so much as wanted it.
Lickily, these devils were rather known on the battlefield and that was especially because of their wicked cunning nature...and their weak constitution.
"They're underground". She said after a moment of contemplation.
She had tried counting the numbers and it definitely didn't add up.
"All of them ?" Aria asked with a raised tone, her ears perking up to her statement.
Gloria shook her head. "No, about five of them….We'll have to hold out until my mother and Patriarch Derick arrive".
A playful smile found its way on Aria's gorgeous face as she turned away. "Easier said than done my dear".
