>>6098423What you’re trying to say is, you sputter, is that you’re on the same side here!
Covering your face to protect it against the inevitable fireball, you peek through your fingers after you realize you aren’t dead yet. ‘Rezie’s’ eyes have relaxed, somewhat, but you can tell she’s still a little testy. Like a cat that can’t decide if it wants to bite you or let it pet it.
“Hmmm…” She remarks, studying you like a chef about to gut a fish, “You <span class="mu-i">DO</span> have a slightly different scent than the other mouthbreathers… and you’d have to be especially dumb to race after me after seeing what I did to your friends…”
Exactly, you agree with an emphatic nod, you’ve been screwed over too! So if she wants to get revenge together-
“Hmmm…. No way in <span class="mu-i">HELLS!</span>” The devil hisses with a frown, “I can barely see you, but I can already tell you’re a weakling. You’d probably sprain your wrist the minute you picked up a dagger.”
Hey, that’s not true! You’ve been holding a dagger this whole t<span class="mu-s">OW!</span>
Her expression turns smug once again.
“... but I could certainly use a good SHIELD in case some torch-bearing rabble waylay me. You’ll do in a pinch, I suppose.”
Progress, you mutter under your breath with a stealthy pump of your fist! So uh… what kind of demon is she, anyways?
“A <span class="mu-s">QUEEN</span>. Of an entire plane. Don’t think about it too hard–you’ll hurt yourself.”
Sure, but… like, is she red? Does she have horns? Wings? Tail?
You’re answered with a derisive ‘<span class="mu-i">PSSSSH!</span>’
“Sorry cult boy, I’m not a <span class="mu-i">SUCCUBUS.</span> Not that you could handle one. <span class="mu-i">Virgin.</span>”
Your pride urges you to continue this argument, but a rare case of common sense getting through to you tells you it’s not worth the fight. She can still kill you, after all.
>CONTD. 