Rilika barely registered Onyxiya ogling her rings. She was used to people focusing on them. Demons were always looking at their rings. Regular demons usually watched them with negative emotions, whereas hunters checked each other's hands to guess who was better and more skilled. For those with the most rings were the most skillful.<br/>"Good energy kind of works," she said. "It does neutralize the dark but it wears off too fast."<br/>She casually put her cup on the table as well. "I'm sure that whatever it is you think I won't like, I'll prefer that over remaining crippled," she said strongly, fearlessly. But she did want to know what it was before she'd give permission for anything. "So what do you need to do?"