Kimara laughed an ice cold laugh. That would make almost any man shutter. "Na Iâ€™d rather not cut a dead body open. But I smell another human near by. And it seems his smell is  pulling me towards him. " Her eyes scanned the horizon. "The smell is lulling me." She laugh again that same chilling laugh. Her red eyes gleaming. "Iâ€™m hopping this one can start a chase."<br/><br/>She wore little clothing just enough to cover her bare assets . And she looked at Ashtell for conformation. "Tell the boss when he arrives ..Iâ€™m out enjoying some fun." She winked. "And that Iâ€™ll catch up to reack some havoc on the angels. " She batted her demon wings twice.<br/><br/>At that she flew towards where the dead guy that Ashtell had just killed appeared. The smell was small and lingering. As if the human has pushed the other human to come out and face them.<span style="font-style: italic"> Had he lured us into a trap? </span>She thought.  The smell belonged to a male, and as a demon he had a nearly keen sense of smell to know the difference between females and males.  Females smelled terrible, like buring flesh. She may be a demonâ€¦.but burning flesh smells bad to everyone. Though she hardly acted like it bothered her in front of other demons because other demons would make fun of her. She had a feeling it was due to the fact that she was a mistress of lust. She belonged to the lust demoness. But in the war was under another demonâ€™s control. Or rather beck and call. It was a male demon.<br/><br/>She followed the scent until it got stronger. She just wanted to do something. Maybe she wouldnâ€™t kill the man right away. Maybe she would chase him. She wasnâ€™t always this way. She use to be a lesser demon. One who was rarely thought of highly. She fell in love with a human. Which was her very first mistake He tried to kill her, murder her. And she had been nothing but nice to him. So she cut off his head â€¦in the mourning. Ever since she has hunted men because of their delicious and false smell of humbleness. She wouldnâ€™t fall for that again.<br/><br/>The anger grew inside her. And the need to punish men grew deeper inside her. Like a flame that slowly is fed by the air, and wood. Igniting in such a rush that she nearly just killed him. Yet she stayed hidden behind a tree. Gritting her teeth. She really just wanted to chase him. Like a cat and mouse game.