As the abused slave girl crumbled beneath their feet, Alses could not help but note the strange twitching positions which the brunette forced upon herself despite the dangers of more internal injuries. The tapping was evidently less helpful. Releasing her hold upon his neck as requested, the succubus shifted herself before him and planted her heel – stiff and high from lack of use- upon Dhiren’s toe that served to disgrace the one he bullied.<br/><br/>Bending down to inspect the bizarre motions of the writhing girl, Alses was alarmed to find faint white light emitting from her hands. It was pure magic, something the demon is not accustomed to seeing around the castle. It looked unwise and hurried. Unconcerned that the weight of her body is now firmly secured in not one, but both heels on both feet of the demonic lord behind her, she attempted to pry open the stubborn arms of the witch.<br/><br/>The process is made less arduous but more painful when Alses allowed her powers to be activated. Concentrating on pulling the brunette’s arms apart, once pinned separately on either side of her head, the succubus was able to focus on straightening the witch’s legs. There was never a better time to call for help. Yelling across the courtyard where a few servants have taken a few minutes to pause from their mundane chores, a few heads turned and hurried towards the trio. As a stretcher was briskly hurled before them, Alses did not release her telekinesis until she was sure that all limbs were fastened to prevent further movement from the white witch.<br/><br/>It was not until the servants and the stretcher of contents had disappeared into the castle did she hop off of the man’s feet.  Dusting her feet in midair, the young demon showed little interest or concern towards the guest before her as she turned to leave the scene. She is never one in the mood to play rough.