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It was the first time that Lilianna had ever been alone with a celestial, let alone a <i>pair </i>of them, and she felt the thick, unctuous weight of their combined gazes upon the fine ivory of her skin like oozing miasma. Still - so far, everything was going according to plan. They might have been incredibly far down on the totem pole that made up <i>El Noveno Circulo’s</i> hierarchy, but as far as she was concerned, the two men were just the rust-coated rungs of the ladder she needed to step over in order to make her way up to the top. Besides, it would actually be easier to disarm them within the unassuming privacy of a VIP room; with just a flick of her wrist and a trick of the light, Lilianna would be able to decant the slim vial of truth serum into the glasses of champagne she planned on pouring for them, and from there, everything else would fall easily into place. <br/>
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Or so she<i> hoped</i>, anyway. The truth serum - a carefully-concocted blend that she had put together using her mother’s notes on Chinese medicinal herbs and poisons - was hidden in the same place that she’d skillfully tucked away her butterfly blades, and that would mean that she would need to reach up into her tightly-fitted leather minidress in order to access it. The thought of putting even more of her body on display for the two gods that were all but panting over her it was disgusted Lilianna tenfold, and she had no choice but to suppress the all-too potent urge to unwind their clinging arms from around the elegant bend of her waist in favor of snapping them both at the ulna. For now, though, she stuck to the plan that Santiago had all but drilled into her head; with yet another demure smile, she led Ignius and Azrael into the privately, dimly-lit room.<br/>
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The gods settled in, sprawling themselves out shamelessly upon the large velvet sofa near the back, and it was Azrael who, with a wicked grin, spoke first, “Get that bottle open for us, china doll. Wouldn’t be opposed to you pouring a glass for yourself, either.” He leaned back comfortably, tucking his hands behind his head with all of the careless arrogance that Lilianna had come to expect from the celestials, and she once again had to swallow down her revulsion.<br/>
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“<i>Definitely</i> wouldn’t be opposed,” Ignius purred, and his suggestive gaze traced the toned, well-defined slopes of Lilianna’s long legs as he watched her turn towards the bar at the other side of the room - there was a bucket of ice should she needed, and several chilled glasses. <br/>
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“Of course, gentlemen,” she murmured with a docile, downward cast of her eyelashes, allowing them to spill across the graceful, wing-like arches of her cheekbones with feigned submission; she hated the fact that she was forced to bare her back to them, but with a bubbly <i>pop</i>, she opened the champagne nevertheless, and retrieved three crystal glasses from behind the bar.<br/>
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“You look just like her, you know,” Azrael spoke suddenly, and his voice was as laid-back and relaxed as if he was discussing the weather. Lilianna heard him stand up behind her, the crisp rustle of his well-pressed trousers creasing as he rose to his impressive height. “That faerie face of yours - the lush little mouth, those <i>gorgeously</i> slanted eyes. Ignius, remind me - what was her mother’s name again? You remember her, surely, even if she wasn’t ours to hunt.”<br/>
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“<i>Demeter</i>.” With all the sleek, primal finesse of a tempted jungle cat, Ignius stood to join Azrael as well; both gods encroached closer to Lilianna, whose slender hand had faltered mid-pour. “Goddess of agriculture, and what a <i>fertile</i> little bitch she was.” The flame-tressed celestial let out a cruel, harsh bout of laughter, then, before he finished - “Birthed <i>you</i>, didn’t she?” <br/>
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And that was more than enough for Lilianna. She had no idea what it was that they were talking about - and surely they must have been mistaken, given the fact that her mother’s name was <i>Lanying </i>and she had never been anything but human - but she could feel the gods’ malicious, sadistic intent radiating off of them in fetid waves, and she knew that, all the same, her cover had been blown. “<i><b>Húndàn</b></i>,” she spat in a heated rush, and she spun around swiftly; in one nimble, graceful movement, the glimmering gold whip was unwound from around her upper arm, and she brandished it dauntlessly in front of her, cracking it once with a ferocious little <i>snap</i>.<br/>
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“Now now, sweet thing,” Azrael chastised her with a click of his tongue - he looked at Lilianna, with her flushed cheeks and fierce, wild eyes, and dismissed her as a threat as easily as he would have dismissed a songbird with broken wings. Instead, he continued to step towards her, with Ignius at his flank, and his large hands fell to his belt as he started to work at undoing it. <br/>
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“Did you really think we wouldn’t recognize you for who you were the moment you stepped foot into hell?” he continued as if they were making easy, casual conversation, but alongside him, Ignius had lifted one of his arms, and between his fingers, effortlessly conjured a flicker of white-hot flames. Azrael’s grin widened with savage hunger. “You came in like a little lamb who believed herself a lion, and now <i>Ignius </i>and I here are going to take turns<i> taming</i> you.” <br/>
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All of the dim lights in the room flickered, and the champagne glasses that Lilianna had forgotten about trembled precariously on top of the bar; the bottle itself was tipped over and spilled bubbly, fizzing drink all over the marble floor. Azrael’s eyes seemed to crackle as if they’d been struck with lightning, and it was only then that Lilianna realized that he was capable of manipulating the electricity in the room like an extension of his own body. “Get <i>away</i> from me!” Lilianna demanded in a ferocious rush, and she reached quickly for the gleaming butterfly blade that she’d hidden in her thigh-high holster; she took a measured step back as she held both of her weapons aloft, and her eyes narrowed with deadly focus as she tried to think of a way out. <br/>
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“What do you think that you’re doing with <i>those</i>? Silly girl,” Ignius scoffed, and he only had to glance at Azrael once for the lights in the room to burn out entirely - now, aside from the flames that had sprung from the tips of Ignius’ fingers, they’d been engulfed fully by darkness, and it was only the pair of celestials who were equipped with the god-given ability to see through the pitch-black. “You’re really nothing like your mother at all, are you? It’s a good thing that nobody knows who you are aside from us; nobody’s going to give a <i>fuck </i>about us killing you - ”<br/>
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Both of them were upon her suddenly - with relentless brutality, Ignius yanked her whip out of her hand and threw it roughly into the opposing wall, and he was just as quick to reach for her whetted blade as well. Azrael came up from behind her, and cooed in her ear as he used one hand to shove up the back of her dress, and the other to cover her mouth completely. “Unfortunate for you that you came out so painfully<i> human</i>,” he murmured, and Lilianna struggled in vain to squirm away from him; she stomped backwards with one of her stiletto-clad feet in an attempt to shove it up between his legs, but with an amused-sounding laugh, Ignius merely pinned her in place with an iron-clad grip around either of her wrists as he stood rigidly in front of her, effectively trapping her between the two gods.  “Your mother would be ashamed of you if she was alive today, little mortal. Powerless, weak, and <i>useless</i> - “ He found her other butterfly knife immediately, and chuckled lowly as he nuzzled his face into the sweetly-scented nape of her neck with a greedy inhale. “- but with a fondness for<i> knives</i>. I can work with that.”<br/>
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“<i><b>Shānyáng tā mā de gōngjī xīpán</b></i>,” <i>goat-fucking cocksucker</i>, Lilianna hissed in furious, fear-filled mandarin beneath Azrael’s palm; she could feel the edge of her own blade being pressed lightly to the exposed hollow of her throat, as well as the insistent bulge of his hardened cock as he nestled it pointedly against the small of her back, and it was as Ignius pushed forward as well, letting go of one of her wrists so that he could slide his fingers into her hair and yank her head harshly backwards for Azrael, that something inside of Lilianna came undone.<br/>
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Undone, and<i> unleashed</i>. It was the powerful combination of helpless terror and dizzying panic that brought something entirely new and unfamiliar to the surface; suddenly, in the inky-black of the darkened room, a surge of bright, blinding light gave way from Lilianna’s bound, captive body, and she <i>screamed</i> with the overwhelming force of it, her eyes opening wide as, in one quicksilver instant, both Azrael and Ignius were forced wildly away from her as if they’d been pushed by some divine, powerful higher being. “What the <i>fuck</i> - ” The latter breathed as he looked down at himself - Lilianna had <i>charred </i>him; his hands that had produced fire all on their own just moments ago were singed and blackened, the skin flayed away to bloodied sinew.<br/>
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Azrael, still behind her, let out a feral-sounding growl, but Lilianna reacted instinctively, driven into action by whatever it was that had <i>possessed</i> her. “Get away - get <i><b>AWAY</b></i>!” Her voice broke, but it could barely even be heard over the roaring rush of her own power that accompanied it; from the tips of her splayed fingers came the same blinding light, and it hit Azrael head-on like a battering ram of illuminating impetus. He went down, crumpling like ash, and Lilianna’s eyes widened in disbelieving horror as she realized what she’d inadvertently done: his <i>eyes </i>had been burnt out, and the empty sockets were raw, blistered, and halfway to blackening. He was dead. <br/>
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But Ignius was still alive, albeit barely, and with an awful, guttural-sounding scream, he surged towards Lilianna, his eyes a deadly shade of deep carnelian as he raised his mangled hands, but she threw her arms out haphazardly, and the warmth of her powers sprung free yet again, broiling Ignius from the inside out until he erupted into a singed mess of gore and viscera.<br/>
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Lilianna spun unsteadily on her wobbly legs; the room was spinning, and so was her mind; her body ached with the surge of power that had come seemingly from nowhere, and the palms of her hands and her fingertips were still warm and aglow, sending off little beams of pure-white light throughout the otherwise darkened room to cast its blaze upon the brutalized bodies of the two men that she had just murdered. The two <i>gods</i>. The reality of what had just happened only served to further amplify her sudden sense of weak dizziness, and with a pained little sound, she stumbled backwards, and just barely managed to avoid stumbling over Ignius’ fallen form before she finally succumbed to the sheer shock, terror, and exhaustion of it all. Her eyes drifted helplessly shut, and she was unconscious before she even made it to the velvet chaise, suffocated by sweet, soothing darkness that she eagerly allowed to swallow her whole.<br/>
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