The demon landed on a stone bench in the middle of the now-empty city streets. With the thread of the demons, all citizens have retreated into the only three bunkers in the city, one was beneath the adventurer's guild, one beneath the lord's castle and the last one was beneath the church.
As the demon woman lunged forth, claw marks were left engraved on the stone bench. To increase friction and facilitate movement, her toes have turned into claws akin to bird talons. She stole a glance back, seeing the massive magic of Valtorina right behind her like a gigantic cloud.
"What kind of old lady are you?" The demon woman growled, running between the buildings like the wind.
