"You live in a tree, how did you even make it look wide on the inside?..."
"Magic." Angelina absentmindedly answered the young warlock who kept pestering her up and down.
"Do you really need all these?...take few."
"Don't make me do what I'm not ready to do demon, you better keep your mouth shut!" At her words, the demon warlock smirked and leaned nonchalantly against the tree wall. Angelina checked through her large bookshelf, searching for a book she would need.
"Where are you?...this is stressful." She whined.
"Then just cast a spell and find it." The young warlock advised.
"Magic doesn't work on the book..."
"So it's special...I see."
Angelina stopped searching and focused her eyes on the demon warlock. He noticed how her eyes flickered to another colour briefly and he became alarmed.
He wanted to speak but couldn't, worst of all he couldn't move.