Victoria's excitement was palpable, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. The prospect of obtaining a demonic bloodline was clearly a dream come true for her, and the fact that they were about to step into the heart of the demonic realm only heightened her enthusiasm. She practically bounced on her feet, her energy contrasting sharply with William's more cautious demeanor.
"Are we going to be safe there?" William asked the grotesque creature, his tone serious. He wasn't just thinking about himself—Victoria's safety was equally important.
The creature's form shifted slightly, its grotesque features softening as it considered the question. "Certainly," it replied, its voice now smoother and more reassuring. "But you should be careful. With your royal bloodline, you might find yourself caught in some… intrigues. Especially considering the demonic kingdom isn't doing well lately."
