I assessed the situation (all the reasoning took a fraction of a second:cool:). I'm in some kind of hall; the air smells of soot and ash. A demon is sitting on the throne. Okay, so I'm either in Shio or some of their secret hideouts. I'm surrounded by a field of matter. Clever. Like, to stop me from causing trouble. Where's Biara?
- You should be asking me that question. - I said. - Isn't she from your camp?
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