You were at a bar, staring absentmindedly at your half-empty glass, when footsteps approached you and you felt someone poke your shoulder to get your attention. You look, and there’s a gorgeous demoness standing there, her eyes locked on you, seeming curious and hungry. “Hey, I’m Raven.” She greeted in a sultry voice, leaning against the bar table and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.