Xeron sat down and sipped his tea.

“A pleasure, but if you don’t mind me asking, well not many people are friendly to a soul thief.”

Xeron’s hand trembled slightly. Dealing with a mass army and destroying them, that was easy; sitting down and having a ‘normal’ conversation, that was his biggest challenge. While it helped that she was a demon of sorts. He looked up at Liz, he knew she was the boss and knew that under that frail looking body was a beast that would be unstoppable if released.