Her shoulder practically sag with relief. There was almost recognition there, almost. Maybe she was one of their followers who had been unable to meet them. At least this troll seemed unlikely to attack her. Of course, if she had had the chance to meet the Demoness in her lifetime, she probably would have noticed the striking similarities. As it is, she doesn't, so she makes her way a bit closer.

All her words seem to catch in her throat, unsure of the troll and unsure of herself. Instincts are still screaming at her to run and hide.

"Do you know what that is?" She settles on the obvious, pointing ahead.