“Look who’s back. Why are you here after so long, Sona?” For a regular-size demon, the one speaking to Sona is nowhere near the customary demon Juno had met in his tenure around the realm of hell. He stands over 3 meters tall and fixing a pack of muscles on his entire body, making it more burly than being a common folks of the tribal village. Primary reason on being a chieftain, it seems, as he also brought a sense of terrifying prowess under the skin. If it is not for the sticking-up feather on the demon chieftain’s butt, Juno would take him seriously the moment onwards, but he is just have to hardly tempered it down by a bite on his lips. “I’m not here for you, Dunga. Where’s Dory?” Against her query, the demon chieftain laughed seamlessly,”Hahahaha, Am I being reckless on stealin

