"STOP!"
One of them, a large bearded man, shouts as two of his companions start forward to grab Bella.
"What? I thought she was..." one of the two men who reached for her protests.
"No. We have nothing to do with her. We have come in peace, remember?"
She might be going crazy, but Bella thinks she saw the tiniest of winks in the heavily bearded man's eyes.
"'Course we have."
When they step back from her, Bella blocks the way, preventing any of the incubi from going any further.
"What do you want?"
The bearded man (Bella guesses must be the leader) speaks up.
"Aren't you going to start by asking who we are?"
"I know perfectly well who you are, thank you very much. Now are you going to answer my question?"
"I like it when they are feisty," a voice comes from behind the small grou
