Footsteps echoed faintly. A low hum filled the room as the projection stabilized.
The projection sharpened until a clear figure appeared.
A demoness.
Tall, elegant, with crimson eyes and long hair tied behind her head. Even without sensing her directly, I could feel she was strong.
The demon leader straightened slightly.
"Lana," he said.
Her eyes softened just a little. "Father."
Father?
My breath stilled for a moment.
So this was Lana Del Rey.
Primus' wife.
Lara's mother.
Alive.
And she was calling this demon father, meaning he wasn't just a clan head… he was the patriarch of the Del Reys.
Shadows flickered around the edges of my perception. A few possibilities clicked into place immediately but I stayed silent and listened.
The demon patriarch didn't waste time.
"Primus Bloodreaver is alive."
Lana blinked.
Then her expression twisted in disbelief.
"…What?"
"He's alive," the demon repeated. "He came back today."
