It was a beautiful Saturday morning, and Dante was having breakfast with his roommates.
The atmosphere in the house was a bit tense since everyone knew that the raid on the Blood Dragons would happen that night, so everyone ate their food in silence.
"Why is everyone so worried, Asher?" The little harpion girl asked her twin.
"Don't know," the boy replied, stuffing his face with diced fruit.
"Hey, big brother. Why is everyone so worried?" Amara directed her question at the warlock.
"We are killing Astaroth tonight… It's normal for humans to be anxious about things like that," Dante replied without gazing at the girl.
"Hehe, don't worry humans. The three of us siblings can easily handle our kind!" the girl exclaimed proudly.
"I'm not a demon…" Dante commented, wholly unamused.
"Huh? But you said that humans feel anxious, and you are not anxious at all, big brother…" Amara continued, making the warlock exhale tiredly.
