<div style="text-align: center"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">Vilith smirked at Raciel. "You know nothing of what I think. And if you think you will walk into any Demon's den unscathed, or alive, you might want to reconsider the facts." Vilith stated. "Fact one, these demons are newer, more recent, you have no idea how they work, or how well they work together now. Fact two, they have armies at their feet, much more than mine." She said with her evil smirk once more.<br/>
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"And if you think it is full of these Fallen? Oh, they don't measure up to half the strength of their weakest. These Fallen are bottom feeders, scrounging at what they can grab. They only survived because they stayed hidden from sight." Vilith informed and then went silent, looking back out side. "Did you hear anything?" She questioned, and just as she finished, a load scream was heard, as if someone was in trouble. <br/>
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"Oh! Someone being tortured. That's good." She said with a smirk then looked to Raciel. "Not in the fact that the person is being tortured. It is just that the screams will attract demons. And those screams are in a different direction from ours, so we might want to start moving while the paths clear of demons." Vilith stated, snapping her fingers as she stood, her Fae moving at the command.</span>​</div>