The demon blinked slowly, lifting her face from where it had been buried into the cloak and hide- her void-like gaze settling upon the village. Sniffing slightly, shaking her head, frost cracking upon her hair, she mutters," I'm up- I'm up-" shaking her head slowly. This wasn't the most fantastic village she'd ever been to, nor the worst- at least it was near the borders of the tundra if the super heated waters could reach the surface of the earth," Looks like a backwater to me," she comments disdainfully but smirks viciously