(EVERYBODY GETS DRUNK IN THIS THREAD. I'm not sure if that's a bad thing.)
Elmattai falls into the castled city. He happened to land on a balcony outside the throne room, which isn't what he intended, but it worked. He walked into the throne room and before long finds himself face to face with the demon in question.
"Org."
The demon's eyes widened with fear.
"You're coming with me."
"I'm sorry, I really don't want any trouble...I've given up my demon ways, I just want to be a human!"
"I don't buy it."
Another long mission.
Nys'ina stared at the sword pointed at her.
"Relax a little..."
She pushed the sword downward from her face, touching the blunt side.
"I'm just having a drink."
Her words dripped with malice and venom.
"But if you want to offer some delicious blood, I wouldn't object."
Robin noted about flora and fauna, but her mind was elsewhere. She couldn't help but have flashbacks to his lifeless body, and how peaceful his dying face was. It was scary to think about how beautiful a corpse can be...
And how much she craved more.