Oded | Naamah
When he was paired off with the succubus, Oded was fully aware that it was the witch's pet and he twirled his curved sword absently, keeping a wary eye on where it was. She was a sister, a little sister, but she would serve her master. His hiking boots squished in the soft earth, but his attention was on his surroundings, alert for anything that might have caused a disruption in the forces that managed the Cirque.
Oded let Namaah lead the way, on the premise that she was following her master's orders, slogging through the swamp until an old mansion appeared in the darkness. He extended his senses, detecting nothing but lost spirits.
The succubus slipped around the mansion toward another, smaller building and Oded saw the flicker of lights there. It was occupied, presumably by mortals. What was the little demon playing at? He followed at a cautious distance, curious to see what she would do, but his palm rested lightly on the hilt of his sword.