The Demon Army wasn't composed of just demons. At the top were the Demon Kin, beings who looked no different from humans but possessed superior intelligence and power. Below them were the monstrous demons, grotesque creatures of terrifying might. And at the very bottom were the tamed monsters, beasts enslaved by the Demon Army to do their bidding.
The Red Cap Goblins that the girls had encountered were merely scouts. Even so, Damon studied the three of them carefully. Not a single scratch.
His eyes narrowed. "How many did you meet? And why are you uninjured?"
Leona raised a hand. "Just one."
She glanced at Sylvia, who nodded in confirmation.
"The three of us woke up relatively close to each other," Sylvia explained. "Leona has a good nose, so she found us… and also picked up the stench of goblins."