Amora's eyes slowly opened. She blinked tiredly, noticing she was comfortably nestled in a blanket on a couch. Something was wrong. She couldn't see that gargoyle that had bought her, and as she pulled at her hands, she noticed they were untied. Also, her dress was halfway off her, showing off her collar bone. She began to panic on the inside; where was she? What did that beast do to her while she was out?<br/><br/>She sat up, the sleeves of her dress dangling near her elbows now. She saw the other demon, and felt herself freeze. She swallowed, scooting back so her back was against the back of the couch. She was terrified; if this demon was anything like the other one, she wasn't going to live long. She quivered, shutting her eyes tight.