~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~
~The City Square~
Andras whipped back, reflexively stepping in between the troublesome Angel and the Demon coming after him. The low-ranking Demon stopped on a dime at the sight of Andras, its lifted claws dropping lower as its blacked-out eyes widened in what could only be a genuine look of surprise on its snarling face.
"Shit," He cursed under his breath, the Demon had seen him so he would have to get rid of it. He wasn't in the habit of going around murdering his kind but he would do a lot to keep his freedom.
Reqiel was hidden behind Andras so he couldn't see what was going on. He had been frozen in shock and would probably be injured or worse if Andras hadn't stepped in front of him. He stood quietly, listening to gurgling sounds coming from whatever Andras had protected him from.
"What was that?" He asked with wide fearful eyes when Andras swerved around, sheathing one of his swords.