Iris stood afront the door to the brick house and watched as Graula and Doran flew down and morphed into themselves in front of her.
The gentle drizzle still fell gracefully all around the small lawn in front of the house, where the three demons now stood facing each other.
Iris felt the freezing cold as it permeated through the baggy shirt she now wore and chilled her entire body. She was now looking forward at Graula. What were these demons doing here?
"Iris," Graula said, walking forward towards Iris. Graula was now staring at the shirt Iris wore as she came closer.
"What are you wearing?" Graula added, smiling.
She then went over to place her hands onto Iris' face to kiss her, but Iris evaded and suddenly pushed her away.
"What are you doing here?" Iris said.
"What?" Graula
