"Hm... who's this?" Viviane arched an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she looked the figure before her up and down — a woman of exotic beauty, with faintly reptilian traits hidden beneath a flawless human guise. But her vertical pupils still shimmered with a predator's gleam.
"Never seen a spirit before?" Zuri growled, crossing her arms with disdain.
"A spirit? Not like this one," Viviane replied, taking a step to circle around the lamia. "You're... truly interesting." Her voice carried more curiosity than hostility, though the analytical tone was impossible to miss.
Zuri rolled her eyes, clearly losing patience. "Vergil, I'm going to kill this woman."
"You're the one who decided to come out of snake form," he replied from the sofa without even lifting his gaze. "Deal with the consequences."
Vergil leaned forward, elbows on his knees, fingers interlaced. His scarlet eyes glinted with subtle interest. "Now then... how are things looking?"
