Chapter 8: Young Devil [5] - Life and Death Arena
Liora didn’t know that the little imp became Eshara’s meal, but even if she were to find out, she would not be surprised.
No matter how innocent, naive, or harmless a Young Devil might look, they were still a member of a race built entirely on predation. The intelligence of Devils was not like that of humans, but a deceptive cunningness that they used to prey on their enemies.
After Eshara left, Liora didn’t continue to wander in the city. Instead, she searched for the closest inn and entered it.
Inside, a towering creature with a dozen eyes and a bulging belly waited behind the counter. It grinned creepily as soon as it saw Liora and extended its clawed hand.
Without saying a word, Liora tossed two souls onto the counter. In exchange, the grinning Devil slid a black key across the desk.
Feeling the coldness of the key in her palm, Liora cast a last glance at the grinning Devil, and following the number carved into the key, she found her room.
She opened the door with the key and stepped inside.
The room was small and bare, just enough to house a single person, while its walls and floor were made out of rough black stone.
It had no bed, chair, or anything like that. Only a small pool of blood lay at its very center, as if it were a swimming pool.
"I didn’t expect that Devils could be this considerate.
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