Naomi recognized the angelic curses and smiled before leaving the Ashe to wallow in her pain. Now, she went over to a burning furnace in a different room then came back with a cauldron filled with a glowing molten liquid and what looked like a branding iron. "Look out my little elf friend, I'm going to have to strip you for this next one." She moved her hand under Felicity's chin and into the collar of her shirt before pulling hard to tear it off. She threw the shirt away, and pulled out the iron from the cauldron. The design glowed red and dripped a golden liquid. The design itself seemed to be the initials N.V. Naomi held it up close to Felicity's face so she could feel the heat. "How does it look?"