"That is none of your business, demon," the armored woman said, sharply, leading the way. The four women fanned out around him; the two spellcasters off to the sides, and the catfolk behind, the latter of whom moved closer, to whisper in his ear.<br/><br/>"Don't mind her. She was against this idea from the beginning. Then again, she has far less trouble dealing with the demons than the rest of us."<br/><br/>It was early afternoon, outside, and they were in a bustling city, having just emerged from the interior of a temple. All around them, he'd notice that the crowd seemed to lean unusually heavily towards women, and<em>very</em>attractive ones, at that. Even the most common woman would have been a catch, back in his world, and he'd notice at least twice as many women, if not three times, as men.<br/><br/>Without paused, the half-dragon led them through the city streets, plowing a path through the crowds, which parted around them.