Mount Everfall bullspear

firebirds. that explained very little. perhaps he would have to go and scout the place for himself. "i'm glad they're nice," asmodeus murmured. "seems like a good place for you."

bored with the small talk, he rolled his shoulders and gave a low quirk of his lips at chanel's question. "i'm from everywhere. and nowhere," he added, turning the light-swallowing pallor of his eyes upon the girl.

delicate, fine-limbed, innocent. perhaps too innocent. asmodeus wasn't here to be a teacher. not much patience. "what brought you this way?"