Denara spared no second glance for the man beneath the hellhound, having seen far worse since her eyes had been opened.  She did not turn as Krusious began to pace around her either, though her eyes followed his form and her wings trembled slightly under his touch.  "The Troops are ready my Lord, they will go where you ask and kill at your pleasure."  It was dark by now but there was an energy in the air, a tension that was not purely to do with her lord's impatience.  The army was ready to move, ready to fight, and thus far they had not been given anything to do, and Bored Soldiers were as much a threat to each other as the enemy, if not more so.<br/><br/>They would march through the night if he asked, but as the pheromones washed through her body Denara found that the eager anticipatioin of Krusious' attentions that always affected her with proximity beginning to amplify, her heart beating faster as arousal tinged her pale cheeks.  "They will wait the night however my lord, and if it is entertainment you require..."  Given how Krusious had brought her into the fold while Denara was competent and professional as she had ever been in heaven's service she had also grown more wanton, and there was no greater target for her lusts than the one who'd revealed such pleasures to her in the first place.  "As always, I am at your service for whatever you should desire..."