As she spoke he listened, she spoke of how she wanted to have these despicable beings within her realm.  How she wanted murderers, rapists, and thieves running wild within her domain.  ‘<i>A nation of darkness rule by a carefully guided chaos is much more fun.’  </i>She had said.  This made the left corner of his mouth curl up into a smirk.  She did have a point, not only that Strife could easily feed off all the malice within.  “You’ve got my attention.”<br/><br/>Strife went on edge when her hand touched his chest, his hand gripping the hilt of his rapier tightly. There would be no chance of him taking her in a true fight, she held far to much raw power thanks to these ignorant mortals.  Then again the way she gained power was the same as Mammon gained his, though he was choosing to go the opposite way.  Instead of becoming a God he decided to become a Devil.  “I think I can, you think Mammon gets all the souls I retrieve for him?  I keep some as my payment for my service.  Though I’m sure its just a grander scale but still, your power can be taken.  Mine can not.”<br/><br/>When she finished her circle, her inspection, his head tilted just slightly to the left, “I don’t want nor need praise.  I didn’t when I was human, and haven’t in the two millennia I’ve lived as a true demon.  I don’t plan on changing that.”  He considered her offer though.<br/><br/>Mammon held no true hold on Strife, other than being his hired gun.  But Strife was his favorite hired gun, Strife had yet to fail in a retrieving of a soul.  So far though, this looked like his first failure unless he could turn it around.  One of his Crows had managed to hunt down and retrieve the woman, and they were off hunting down the other two.  But this woman was standing between him and his job, this was annoying him slightly.  “Whatever souls I punish in your name are mine to keep.  I want no notoriety, no fame.  If you agree to this I can make sure to keep Mammon from ending us both.”<br/><br/>He made his offer, shrugging mentally this was how he survived.  He didn’t want Mammon’s continents, his army, his crown.  He wanted to continue to kill, to do as a reaper does.  So what better way to do that than jump to the next entity who offered him a job.  He’d convince Mammon this was for the best, convince the old Devil to give this woman his vast army and riches.