Vergil barely had time to process what he had just summoned before Zuri rose in the arena, filling the space with a menacing, eerie presence. Her form was almost human, but her face was a grotesque mask of hunger and bloodlust, her eyes glinting with a fiery malice. Her hair, like living serpents, writhed around her, and her sharp claws gleamed with a fierce thirst.
Zuri glanced around and noticed Magnus, who was looking at her with disdain.
"What the hell is that?" one of the demons in the crowd whispered, clearly horrified. "That familiar is an abomination."
Zuri raised her head at the comment and burst out laughing. "HAHAHA... An abomination? Coming from a bunch of trash who only judge by appearances? The real ugliness is in you lot, you worms!" she sneered, glaring at the noble demon.