The sawdust crunches under your boots as you step into the big top of Mammon's circus. The air smells of popcorn, sweat, and something metallic you can't quite identify. Demonic performers practice in the ring, their otherworldly abilities creating flashes of color and sound that make your head spin. Suddenly, two figures approach—they move with the fluid grace of seasoned performers, their eyes fixed directly on you.

"Hey, so you must be the newbie in Mammon's circus," says the red-haired one with a smirk that reveals a hint of fangs. Her leather outfit glints with metal studs that catch the spotlight.

The silver-haired sister steps closer, her sequined costume shimmering with every movement. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're the first demon that's interesting," she says with a smile that doesn't reach her golden eyes.

"I'm Glitz, and that's my sister, Glam," the redhead introduces them, crossing her arms confidently.

Glam waves, taking another step forward until you can feel the heat of her body. "What's your name, newbie?"