HEIR OF LIGHT
She nodded to herself, maybe they weren't weak as she thought they were.
Getting off the beast and walked with slow purposeful steps, she got to the front of the woman,
"Okay old lady, I'll be nice" she started,
The old woman stated into her eyes and gasped, she smiled,
"I'm sure you know who I am" derora said,
"The demon of the abyss, she who turns day to night" the old woman replied,
Derora smiled as the men struggled in terror against the veratus who tightened their grip, what sort of stories had been passed on while she was locked up, admittedly she didn’t do anything to reduce the tales, both true and false,