บท 282: A Demonic Dilemma I

A heavy silence descended throughout the confines of the Vukanovi as Li ended his sentence. The space inside the Vukanovi was large enough where everyone had easily enough space to sprawl out and sleep and tend to their own, but now, that space seemed smaller, almost constricting as the weight of Li's words dawned on those present, no doubt dredging up old scars. 

"No."

Ears perked up as Sheela's voice rung through the Vukanovi. 

"No, no, no." Sheela's lips were curled back, the bloody red of her gums showing as her sharp, needle-like teeth flared out as anger coursed through her veins. Anger not directed at Li nor to anyone there, but anger that still flowed regardless, and her body expressed it unconsciously. "Demons ruin everything. Burn my home. Make tribe weak. Take Nadir – our soul."