"Not a demon. ...a closer relation to dragons." Kang lowered his hands, reasonably sure that he wasn't going to be attacked. There wasn't really much of anything an unarmed human could do to hurt him anyways. "Well met."

He looked around, snout wrinkling at the scents, and his wings rustled uneasily as he realized that they were in something alive. And, there are lights that seem to be leading them somewhere. "What is this Chosen crap?"