Scarlett followed closely behind the demon hunter commander. Both parties preferred the prevailing silence, neither eager to talk to the other.
The commander led Scarlett to their hideout—an underground mini-city populated by beings of half-demon races.
The half-demons stared at Scarlett, clearly unwelcoming of her presence in their dwelling.
Scarlett remained behind the commander, unfazed by the judging and interrogating eyes of the city's inhabitants.
"Greetings, Commander. Pardon me, but may I know who the lady is?" a brave demon hunter asked.
"Who I am is none of your business," Scarlett replied coldly, making no effort to spare his pride. She would treat hostility with equal hostility. She wondered if her brother's character was rubbing off on her.
"You—!" The demon hunter was stunned by her sharp remark. He quickly regained himself, his glare seething with fury strong enough to melt an iceberg.
