"The human realm is vast, much more than the demon realm or the angel realm. There is much we do not know, seeing as our visits there have dwindled over the years." General Thaluzar's voice rumbled. He shifted once or twice, and his hulking figure seemed uncomfortable in the chair. Leaning forward slightly to place his elbows onto the table, his figure cast a shadow over the wood. "We cannot rule out the possibility that this material originated from humans, nor can we ignore the implications of humans finding their way into our realm if it really is them."
Arella tilted her head thoughtfully, her fingers finding Echo's fur and brushing it out absentmindedly.
"The treaty is already fragile as it is." General Lilithia broke the silence that had fallen over the room. She ran a hand through her silver hair. "Demons will be itching for a reason to plunder the human realm, for that is all that many of them have known. Their fangs itch for blood, Your Highness."