"Nice to meet you, Lady Asmodia. As you can see I'm a bit of a longhorn and gettin' grey now, so I apologize in advance, but it I do hope this is the start of something nice."
Shaking my hand and giving me a somewhat wry yet genuine smile, the older Demoness still had a bunch of muscle packed into her red frame that was very noticeable... and I knew she could use it since that massive greatsword on her back was very similar to what Mom and I wielded.
Meanwhile beside her was a tall, lanky yellow skinned Demon with tired golden eyes, his arcane staff radiating power even as he casually leaned on it like it was just some basic stick; both of the older Demons were clearly capable of handling themselves, and they were also clearly together considering how close they were.
