Chapter Twelve.

Himari’s POV.

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“Tsk, I was wondering where that awful stench kept pervading from. So it was you, filthy little human.”

I receive Flynn’s support to stand up, now seeing the imposing assertive aura that’s been burning against my back. Striking features comprising of scrutinizing derogatory lime-green orbs, a pointed nose, and red glossy twisted lips, all on a porcelain scowling face. She wears her wavy black-olive long hair in a flow down her back, holding an arrogant stance as she berates me into nothing.

“Are you okay?” I hear Flynn’s worry and manage a strained nod, watching the tall and slender beauty marching toward me.

“What audacity you have-"

“Kitra, stop it.” That’s the Demon’s voice.

Oh, he finally decides to say something. Tension slips into the air as Kitra now directs her glare towards the Demon, curtly eying me in a way that says she’ll get back to me later as she changes the direction of her gait to where they are.

“What the hell, Zorien! Do you have any i