Dust and smoke flitted up around the petite demon in leather as she coughed and waved it away from her distraught face. "I need to figure out a better way to travel back here... Dying is killer..." Nybras looked at the surrounding area everything was familiar yet not
'Nothing like home.' she thought to herself as she waited thinking something might happen if she stood as still as mount Sinai but soon relized that was not going to work. The leather clad demon in matching platform boots wondered if asking master Death would help her on her current quest
'Why not?' the problem was he might have been just as allusive as the queen she was looking for, but hey they were lovers before.
"Is there anyone here?" she paused to listen. "Maybe in the near area? Im looking for Master Death, can anyone help me?" Nybras the 568 year old demon stood in the dirt and dark hitting herself upside the head mentally knowing Master Death wouldnt come to a lowly demon like her. "Seriously, anyone?"