Lancelot and his companions exchanged surprised glances. The attitude of the succubus named Ilina towards Visuvius seemed somewhat different from the rumors.
"We are mercenaries, fighting is our job." Lancelot chose his words carefully, due to the ambiguous attitude of the other party, working hard to keep the conversation going. "Surely, you are aware this place is the Abyss, where demons killed in battle do not truly die but resurrect in their native plane..."
"Hmph, sending a demon back to Barto Hell in that manner is not much better than actually killing them." The succubus rolled her head around in boredom, "But you are correct, in war you either kill the enemy or get killed by the enemy. It's not your fault that my kin failed to kill you."
"Thank you for your understanding." Lancelot let out a slight breath of relief, "Before we came, we'd heard that Lord Destruction Flame was very fond of you...Maybe that is just what people perceive?"
