[@Jollan]

Her demon wrapped around her small frame as they hovered next to the lady. Shiro should probably ask for the kind woman's name, so she wouldn't have to keep calling her "lady". She looked around at the destruction of what they labeled as "North Camp". She was curious about the humans' organization of the place. She busied herself by tying bows with the ends of her stitches, trying not to burst out giggling. She loved destruction and war. Who could blame her? She was a powerful being that was sealed away for centuries.

She sighed then grabbed the lady's arm and tugged a bit, then pointed to the Guild Base ( *shrugs* I play lots of Elsword and that was the only thing that popped in my head) signalling that she was going to head back to the Guild Base.