"You. Have. Sharp. Sense." The demon chuckled, sizing Jet up.
As he spoke, another demon—the host party's commanding demon, appeared next to him, speaking a few words in their own tongue with a harsh, accusatory tone.
The first demon laughed, "He. Say. You're. His. Property," he said to Jet and Jamie.
Jet frowned, looking at the hostile stare the other demon gave them.
He was also of a large build, even for demons. With a long scar that went down from his face, all the way to his chest. He looked to be somewhat powerful from first glance… though not as powerful as the visiting party's commanding demon.
"Most definitely not." Jamie replied in Jet's stead with a scowl. "We're not his property."
They knew they were in a terrible situation at the moment, but from the looks of things, siding with the visiting demon might be the safer choice, even with the fact that he was wearing a human uniform—the Ryvelin Family's uniform…
