Mount Everfall bullspear

he had almost reached the topmost foothill when asmodeus became aware of a watcher. the pallid bat paused, lifted his muzzle to the air, spotted the figure in the small distance below. 

they watched him openly, and asmodeus, never one to turn down the opportunity for an audience, dismounted the mountain in a near headlong run that ended with a springing step in 

her

direction.

pacing regally in a gait designed to show the musculature of his willowy form, the daemon paused to drink in the warm honey of her stare. she was an incredibly stunning example of her kind; asmodeus was smote immediately.

"come to walk with me?" he invited, not bothering to lift the intensity of his inkwell gaze.