Two days later;
Vladimir had called for an impromptu meeting. They didn't know what this was for. He didn't say what he wanted, they had no reason to say no, even if they wanted to.
"What do you think he wants to talk about?" Asked Rozilia.
"Aren't you his supposed 'loyal minions?' Aren't you supposed to know stuffs like this?" Rozilia couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"Cool down a little witch. You're still mad uhh?" Frida couldn't help but glower at the demoness a few feet aaway from her.
"Rozilia you keep searching for trouble." Mentioned Rito.
"Me? She's the one who stated the facts first." Rozilia defended. Therus couldn't help but sigh.
"Can't we stay in the same room and not argue for twenty minutes?" He was so k and tired of this. Riot fortunately wasn't doing anything to taunt him. At least he was acting civil. But Frida and Rozilia, they just couldn't stop lunging at each other's throats. Women can be quite troublesome when they want to be.
