With a bright smile, Aziel took stood at his spot, just stepping into the terminal, gazing at these mortals, he cracked a smile, and then he followed the trio to the exit.
Meanwhile, outside of the Greytop City's bus terminal, a small commotion was raised. Something had caught the crowd's attention: a dark red Lamborghini Urus.
This crimson metal demoness' worth was in the hundreds of thousands. A truly rare gem, one of the only models in the Lamborghini line that while it was combining the soul of a super sports car with a body and functionality of an SUV. It was no doubt a rare sight of luxury in the streets of Greytop City.
Still, albeit the car was undoubtedly outstanding, it still wasn't the main cause of such a scene; it was the woman standing right in front of it.
She looked like she was in her thirties; she had a beautiful face and was wearing a black dress tailored to her curves, a formal white shirt, and a pair of high heels.