Call Lady Vex.

As your group passes the throne and stops at the door leading into the meeting room, Mina taps Niki on the head to get her attention. The little mouse is still riding on her shoulders. "Can I come down now?" she asks.

"Oh. Yeah, of course." Niki lifts her up with ease and places her back onto the ground with hands beneath her armpits. "There you go."

"Thanks for involving me in stuff today," she says quietly. "But I think I should get going and explore a bit myself. This all sounds important, and there are people here who have known you for far longer than me. Plus, I think I'd rather not to known to other Demon Kings if I can help it. That sounds dangerous."

"Thank you for coming with us," Amara says with a polite curtsy.

"Yeah. Make yourself at home," you add. Then as she departs, you take hold of the knob and step inside.

The four of you prepare for the call. While Lady Vex herself has never once shown herself to be formal or even respectful around others, you'd still rather play it safe and get ready. You haven't spent a lot of time with her yet, but she seems to be a real handful. While she's acted like a spoiled, bratty child a lot of the time, she must be incredibly powerful to have the title she does, especially with the allies you've seen her with as well. Kashura had been serving her all along, and while she's a complete clutz, she does seem to be a high level mage as well. Masumi you're unsure about, though to be so close to Vex, she must be capable, and you've yet to meet another kitsune.

The scrying mirror rests flat on the table in front of you.

After a deep breath, you lift it up and stare into your own reflection. Then you activate it. Where was once your face is now a swirling cloud of magic, and you can feel the soft hum of the power at work, though now you need to hope she's free to pick up. It really is like a video phone call.

About ten seconds pass before the screen illuminates with the affectionate gaze of Masumi the kitsune--long, vibrant red hair, and a set of fox-like ears protruding from atop her head. You can make out all line of her large fluffy tails behind her body. Her outfit is similar before, though the kimono she wears now is blue with gorgeous stitching of flowers and leaves, though it's held on loosely--one shoulder slipped loose, cleavage teased by the outfit barely held on. The way she holds the mirror is rather low and tilted up, nearly blocking her face from view with her massive tits.

"It's wonderful to see you again, Mr. Warren. I've missed seeing your face." The way she speaks is always so warming. It puts you at ease. You can't help but think back to when she thrust your face right down into her pillowy chest. You could have fallen asleep there. "Would you like to speak with Lady Vex?"

"Yes I would," you reply.

"Then just give me one moment." Though the mirror continues to face her, you can tell she's walking now--stone walls pass by in the background. You wonder if her smooth, silken kimono will even stay on with how it's resting over her body. Her chest bounces as she steps. Then a door creaks open, and a cloud of fog briefly blurs your view. "Pardon me, Lady Vex? Mr. Warren is calling."

"Oh?" you hear the devil's voice from afar. "All right. I'll talk to him."

Masumi gives you one final smiling glance before she turns the mirror around.

What you see surprises you. It isn't a devil awaiting at a desk or table or even lounging on a sofa. She lays back in a small white tub filled with water. There's a thick layer of foamy bubbles at the surface, masking her naked body from view, though one bare leg extends up to rest on the bathtub's ledge. You can tell it's incredibly hot as well, as her entire visage is clouded in rising steam. You imagine devils prefer it quite hot.

While her tail is somewhere beneath the water, she's still certainly the same race as Yin. Horns extend from her head and her skin is bright red. She has black hair cut short and styled with bangs to the side between her horns to hang partially over one eye--not yet wet from her bath. As she stares with her golden gaze, she raises an arm from the bubbles to pull her bangs away--black painted nails sliding through her hair. Of course, she's not even remotely close to having the body of Yin. She's flat, though you can't exactly tell all that well through the foam either way.

The mirror is like a camera hanging above, looking at something you shouldn't be seeing, though it doesn't seem to bother her. "Yeah? Well, what do you want? You're bothering me during my bath after all," she says.

"It's kind of weird to explain, but do you know a woman who, uh... looks like the sky at night, but like wrapped around the figure of a girl? Like some kind of cosmic lady. She came to me in my dreams twice, and she--"

"Oh of course this would be the work of Aris. She's actually been talking to me a lot more lately, rambling on and on about her magnum opus. Her ultimate creation. She said that you'd be calling eventually to take on a specific challenge of hers, though I had my doubts honestly."

"Yeah? Well, I am ready to take on this challenge. All she said was to contact you."

"Then I guess it's about time we have a meeting of our own, Warren. Good. You talking about how you didn't even call yourself Demon King really steamed me up back there. If you're a Demon King, then embrace it, damn it! That's why I think you're too weak to take on any challenge Aris can create. When we meet up next, I'll show you how a real Demon King lives." She thrusts a finger up to point directly towards the mirror. "I, Lady Vex, the most beautiful and powerful Demon King in Abso, formally invite you to Zettanko, the extraordinary and dark landscape owned by yours truly. There we'll see just how brave you truly are."

"Deal. But do you know what this Trial of the Erotrain even is?"

Vex bites her lip, and then sticks her tongue out between her teeth as she grins. She begins to cackle like an imp. "Oh do I ever," she mutters. Her smug expression is intimidating. She lifts one leg from the bubbles to cross over the other. Droplets of water run down to her thighs as her feet rest up over the edge. If she were to rise up anymore, you'd probably see something, but the power of the bubble bath is mighty. "And I can't wait to see how much of a man you really are, Demon King Warren."