The wild west of LAW if you will. Not that Demona had issue with it...or cared.
Demona simply would sit on a hill on the field far beyond her home as she viewed the sun as it hung high in the air. Demona had little regard for this human world she called "home" though these quiet moments helped to set a mood from someone who usually could not give much care to things. Demona half considered a nap, as since she had not been given an official match yet she figured there was nothing else she'd rather do on this peaceful and thankfully quiet day.
Though curiously, and just as her strong senses picked up, there seemed to be someone in her area. A LAW camerawoman who seemed to be sheltered by what seemed to be an armored mobile unit who Demona guessed was here to film her just for some LAW Fantasy Roster B-Roll.
Not that Demona cared, either way she began to move to her side on the hill and prepared to settle for nap.