Blackwater Islands A martini. Shaken, not stirred.

Then you are no longer welcome here, the demon said, his tone cold. If he could not abide by their hierarchy, then the speaker could not allow him to continue living among the druids. He was loyal to Nyra; even if Tulok thought better of the woman, it would still not be enough to sway his decision. 

I will walk you to the land bridge. There was no choice here. The man would leave, and the demon was offering him the opportunity to do it peacefully.