<span style="font-style: italic">Filthy human</span>. Amora looked down, feeling rather stupid for thinking this demon before her was anything but. He looked human, but if he had been he wouldn't be walking around freely. She had little time to dwell on the fact as she cage was unlocked and the seller pulled her out so fast that she knocked the top of her head on the cage. She winced, rubbing the bump, but quickly put her hands to her sides when Alex came to inspect.<br/><br/>She was poked, prodded, and grabbed, feelings she did not like at all. She didn't make a sound, but she was clearly uncomfortable about the whole thing. The collar around her throat was taken off, replaced with a polished steel collar. Shiny manacles were clasped on her wrists. She winced when she felt the choker tighten by the tug from her new master. She followed unwillingly, biting her lower lip to keep herself silent.