Chapter 127: Search
>>Ariston
The sun burned high over the spires of the demon city, casting jagged shadows through its streets.
I adjusted my cloak, tucking the hood a little tighter over my head. I wasn’t in danger here, not exactly—but being a human walking openly through demon territory always earned too many eyes. Eyes that lingered too long. Eyes that calculated.
Still, I moved forward, one foot after the other, keeping my eyes peeled.
Every shop I passed, I slowed. Every tavern door creaked open, I glanced inside. Every time I thought I saw a figure tall enough, broad enough—my heart jumped, only to fall again.
I stopped at the edge of a weapons vendor first. Blades lined the wall like crooked teeth, and the demon behind the counter raised an eyebrow at me.
"You sell information as well as weapons?" I asked.
The demon leaned forward, yellow eyes narrowing. "Depends who’s asking."
I lowered my hood just enough to meet his eyes, my red irises flashing in the light.
"I’m looking for a man. Human. Red eyes like mine. Black hair. Strong build. Sometimes wears leather." My voice was steady, but every word carried the weight of years.
The merchant snorted, unimpressed. "You just described half the criminals in this city."