Naomi was pleased with her catch. She had been feeling more ambitious as of late and captured two victims rather than one. It was easy enough with such a prominent demonic presence. She had even managed to seduce an angel into coming with her before she knocked her out and restrained her in the dungeon. The elf was more simple and more complicated at the same time, since due to their keen senses she had to take a more stealthy approach when it came to subduing her. Naomi shifted her form as she walked through her dark home, reverting back to her preferred form that consisted on an average build, long charcoal black hair, and red eyes with slitted pupils. She opened the door to the basement and walked down the steps, the skirt of a tight-fitting black dress trailing behind her as she walked. She conjured a light and floated it to the ceiling so that her captives would be able to see her as she greeted them. "Hello there, girls."