The creature before her was not only a devil, but also a neurotic madman. Evita didn't know if a devil or a madman was scarier, but she knew that a crazed devil was definitely more terrifying than either of the two.
"Tell me about yourself, little mare," the goblin's expression returned to normal. It reclined on its upper body, propping itself up with both hands, "Judging by the color on the tip of your tail, you must be from the 'White Mane' clan. I remember previously having members of your clan locked up here but that was five, no, six years ago."
"What's her name?" Evita asked anxiously. It's 'Glenta', it must be her! When Glenta disappeared at first, everyone thought humans were behind it. Some angry young clan members even wanted to take their weapons to the humans' giant fortress for clarification, but they were all stopped by the clan's chief — Evita's father.
