"Who are you?! Why are you trespassing?"
Travis began to slowly unsheathe Lumen, "I'm here to collect something."
"Put down your weapons! Otherwise face the consequences!"
"I don't think you have the qualifications to say that."
"Then prepare to-"
"Halt!"
A powerful voice rang across the area. Travis' attention was drawn to it. For the voice carried a hint of authority.
The figure spoke, "Lower your weapons, this one I wish to speak with."
The figure was of a calm demeanor, dressed in luxurious clothing. An individual of authoritative stature. This was, without a doubt, a High Ranked Demon.
The Demon spoke, "To think I would have the opportunity to meet you, would it be impolite to ask for your presence over some wine?"
This was intriguing, Travis had entered the Demonic Plane fully expecting a fight as soon as he entered. Instead he was asked to chat.
