Kallysta sauntered into the tent the same time Shizuru left, brushing shoulders with the demoness.  Her silver eyes glanced at the other, licking her lips suggestively as their gaze met, her sensitive nose picking up the scent of blood.  Blood and violence - a scent she was quite used to from clawing her way to the top of the food chain (or at least as close as she could be, considering she had no remarkable skill), and it was a scent that very much turned her on.<br/><br/>"Krathen," she purred out in a husky voice, her own aura managing to turn the gazes of a few soldiers towards her.  That itself was not difficult as she was an impressive in her own right, with her breasts barely being held in by the silk of her robes, the slit of it riding high enough for anyone to get a glimpse of her well-toned thighs.  Having the gift of energy manipulation herself, she wasn't exactly immune to Krathen's aura, since no one absolutely was, but like Shizuru, she knew how to not show its effects; in her eyes, any sign of weakness would be her downfall and part of her felt that part of what kept her position was that the Demon Lord always felt that she was a "challenge" to him - a demoness that would never be tamed.<br/><br/>"Ah, our Lucy is here with you.  I knew there was something wrong when her maid came to me in panic."  Her gaze was no less affectionate as she looked at her youngest daughter, sitting in the position that the younger demoness always seemed comfortable in.  "I take it that things went well?"