Evangeline was not acquainted with this person, or better yet, this demon. He had white hair and stood beneath the tree, looking at her with hatred in his eyes.
He had retracted his light to make himself invisible.
"A demon," she whispered.
It would be unwise to let her guard down against one of his kind. Still, she decided to probe him. If she knew about him, she could deduce information and hopefully raise her chances of killing him.
"You know my family name. I didn't realize our greatness had spread all the way to the demon continent."
The young demon walked out slowly, standing before her.
"Yes, the Battle of Dying Suns was hard to forget… You are known to be very flashy. I could see you from a mile away… anyone could."
She lifted her sword, pointing it cautiously, her gaze sharp as she made sure no other demons were hidden in the snow, ready to ambush her.
