The room crackled with tension, and the flicker of hesitation in the succubus's eyes was gone. George, standing tall despite the draining power she had inflicted on him, tightened his grip on his sword. His eyes narrowed as he regarded the creature before him, the full weight of the situation sinking in.
This wasn't someone who could be reasoned with, someone who could be redeemed. Selene, the succubus, had been responsible for the deaths of multiple members of their community, people George had sworn to protect. She had tried to kill him, and the rift she had caused between him and his closest allies, his girls, was still fresh. This wasn't someone who deserved mercy. She was a manipulator, a predator, and George wasn't about to let her play any more games.
