"Ulrich's disciple?" the tavern owner muttered, quietly moving a few steps backward until he was almost entirely hidden within the shadows of the tavern walls: "That legendary great witch demon? The mentor of countless witch demons?"
"The Mist Ship?" another patron exclaimed: "The Mist Ship that once challenged the Sea Demon King?"
"Is this young lady a subordinate of the Mist Captain?!"
"She indeed has the mark of the Mist on her arm!"
"When did witch demons and sea demons start collaborating? What are they doing in Dreamland?"
A tense and somewhat astonishment-filled buzz of conversation rose in the tavern, with every patron scrutinizing the two uninvited guests with assessing eyes; some even boldly dared to look into the eyes of the female demons.
The anticipated scene of a fight that Nikita was expecting did not happen.
