The demoness walked toward them without urgency or hurry, and as she did, she raised both arms above her head and stretched with a lazy gesture, as if she had just woken up from a particularly long nap.
Her bones cracked audibly and she let out a satisfied sigh that echoed through the hall.
"Ahhh… it's been a while since I moved like that," she said, rotating her neck from side to side with a couple more pops. "I have to admit that last attack caught me off guard."
Her eyes settled on the group with an expression of amusement and mild disappointment.
"But tell me…" she continued, letting her arms drop to her sides. "Is that any way to treat your host?"
Nobody answered.
"First you break into my home without an invitation…" she continued, raising one finger. "You wake me up from my beauty sleep…" a second finger. "You throw that disgusting slimy thing at my face…" a third finger. "And to top it all off, you attack me with second-rate dark magic…"
