The Ambush In A Cavern

The clearing was eerily quiet in the aftermath of their brutal training session. Damon, Daveon, and Anaya lay sprawled on the ground, still recovering from their one-sided battle against Miss Leana.

Every inch of their bodies ached, bruised and battered from the relentless beating their guardian had given them.

Miss Leana, however, stood as if nothing had happened. Not a single strand of her dark hair was out of place, and her breathing remained as steady as ever.

She regarded them with an almost amused expression before casually announcing, "I'll be heading out for a bit."

Damon, lying flat on his back and staring at the crimson-tinged sky of the First Layer of Hell, let out a groan. "Where are you going?"

She shrugged. "Hunting a Grade Four demon."

That got their attention. Even in their half-dead state, they all turned their heads toward her.