Third Person's POV
Despite carrying an unconscious blonde demon girl on his shoulder, a sight that would cause stares and questions in most cities, not a single soul gave it more than a passing glance.
Not one voice was raised in curiosity or concern, and it felt as if what he was doing was totally normal.
Yet, something else did make him increasingly uncomfortable.
He began to notice glances that were not from worried onlookers or angry authorities, but from women, mostly beings of different species, ranging from pale vampires to edgy-looking beastkin girls, the distinctly sharp-looking werewolf girls, horned demons, sharp-eared dark elven women, and many more.
Some cast sneaky, furtive glances from beneath hoods or veils, while others stared openly with bold, probing eyes that clung to him far longer than he felt comfortable.
