The air between the Demon Lord and Nya shimmered, then solidified into clear hexagonal plates. Naomi stood up, putting an arm in front of the girl protectively.

"You keep your hands away from her, Filth." She spat, putting all her focus into her barrier. She somehow knew it wasn't enough if this demon really wanted to get to them, but she was prepared to do anything it took to delay her.

[i]I won't let her get taken. Not again...[/i] Naomi thought, some part of her realizing that this behavior was a little unstable. Her sister had died four years ago, and this girl only had a passing resemblance to her, but...

Naomi steeled herself, ready to do whatever she had to to keep this girl safe. She couldn't take losing someone else.

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Chu nodded, burying her face in Alistor's pantleg. Battles brought up memories that she didn't want to think on, streets red with fresh blood, a clawed hand around her neck, pulling her away from the cold arms of her parents. Chu started to shake, tears leaking from her eyes as she tried to hold herself back from crying in fear.