At the same time Arad was asking Molana's maids for their opinion, he was having a conversation with Kali about Molana's nature. His body in the Private Quarter back home sighed. He was walking down the hallway with a maid, short black hair, beautiful build, and eyes as black as coal.
He stopped, looked at the door by their side, and reached toward the handle. "We arrived." He called the maid to stop, and she did, looking at him. "She is behind this door, right? Lady Kali."
This maid had been orphaned when young and had spent many years on the streets and hiding in a half-forgotten shrine of Kali in a village far west. "Yes, but... I'm warning you. This might be the scariest experience in your life. I don't mean any insult, but you a regular human, cannot endure her face."
The maid gulped, looked at the door, and could feel all the blood draining form her body. Behind it hides an absolute monster, and she wanted to see it.
