Screwtape wrapped his arm around her waist, forcing the girl closer than she wanted. She continued to push herself away from him, though there was little use. Drool trickled perversely from his tongue hanging from his mouth; he was far too eager to continue. Amora shut her eyes tight, this was it.<br/><br/>The sound of metal slicing through scales and flesh filled her ears. She opened her eyes to see Screwtape looking displeased, then suddenly letting his grip loosen as the pain became too much. This was enough means for escape for Amora, who yanked herself from his talons, and hid on the other side of the bed, peeking over to see what was happening. Screwtape turned, glaring at his nephew for keeping him from his pleasure. "I'm going to teach you a lesson, Errol, then you can lay on the floor, bleeding, while I show you what we do to humans." He glanced eagerly back at Amora, who shrank further behind the bed.