Agissa stood firm before the all too familiar demon who had dared to approach the small church where her goddess’ flock sheltered. The beast had not attacked—had not threatened her, had not attempted to hurt her flock. They had fought before, but this time, they had not tried to hurt Agissa.

“Stay back. I won’t fall for your trap. Our kind can never cooperate.” Agissa’s voice was lofty. She kept her grip on her sword firm. “Leave this place, demon. Leave these mortals to their peace.”

She faced her demonic rival boldly. Agissa would not allow them to corrupt this place, no matter what they said, no matter how they dared to tempt her.

She was incorruptible. She’d not fall to any demon, and she do what was necessary to stop this one.