The'kal rolled her eyes and with a squeak Naza was dropped onto the middle of the table, just barely missing the plates of the food.<span style="color: #0000b3">"Wh-what!?" </span>The tiny succubus quickly scrambled off the table and dove behind The'kal where she turned mostly invisible.<span style="color: #666600"> "This is what Elerona looked like when I brought her to Azeroth. Her size and other features were all self-defense mechanisms she created to protect herself from Ademia's cruelty." </span>Naza poked her head out from behind The'kal's chair and looked around then up to The'kal.<span style="color: #0000b3">"Where am I? What did I do?" </span><span style="color: #666600">"Nothing, dear. They seem to think Bayne was always the size she is now. You can go home."</span>She small demon nodded and quickly vanished with a 'pop'.<span style="color: #666600">"I already barged in without permission, I may as well accept a drink. I trust you of all people have something on hand that would double as rocket fuel? Speaking of which I probably shouldn't stay long... The last thing you'll want is my mate to show up looking for me. She's not good around people."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>