[One second he was on top of the world, but then the next as his imp captors toppled like bowling pins, the goetian prince found himself falling face first into the scratchy tacky print carpet. It took him a moment to figure out what had happened as he just sat there a moment crumpled up like an accordion, ass up. Blinking away his shock, he scooted his knees under him, using his bound hands to push himself up into a sitting position to stare back at the succubus.

Wait.

He knew her. Or rather... he saw her. That night at Ozzie's. She was there. One of Blitzø's bitter exes from the sound of it. What was her name again? Victoria? Veronica? Oh! No! Verosika. What was she doing here?]

I guess you can say that. [He gave her a small chuckle and a polite smile.] Thank you none the less. I don't know where they were taking me. You... wouldn't have anything to help with these?

[Stolas raised his bound wrist for her to inspect.]