>>>Zabella’s POV>>>
I tied my robe and looked at the shocked faces of Antonio and Luciano. “This is just the beginning,” I told them. “The others will likely be stronger than this one.”
I examined him more closely. He was bulbus and semi-deformed, with two rows of gnarled and broken teeth, two horns that came down his face like the mandibles of an ant, and his arms were as long as his legs. He was a lesser demon, and no doubt sent as a warning.
“It’s time to go.” Lucian said.
“No, it’s dead, we should be alright here for a little longer.” Antonio replied.
“You’re wrong. That’s a scout and this place will be swarmed by tomorrow night.” He replied to him. “We have to leave, and the housekeeper needs two weeks off.”
“He’s right.” I backed him up, and Antonio nodded
