Arriel had an immense smile upon her ethereal face, when the creature of the crystal, which many of them believed to be nothing more than just myth and legend, stood at the other end of the room. It looked distinctly, daemonic, with two large horns upon its head, and being forged from little more than dark energy. It dwarfed her in terms of height, easily reaching just shy of six and a half foot in height, with a broad and most certainly powerful build. It was a creature to be absolutely terrified of, yet the lords of shadow were not to be so easily dissuaded.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF"> “It…worked!”</span>She muttered to herself, collecting her bearing and standing back up. Being flung across the room was certainly not planned, but at least something had been released from that crystal. Looking around the ritual room, she noted that the others were in a similar state to her, having been flung across the room, into the surrounding walls. No standing, she took a few silent steps towards the being they had released. It presumed, rightly, that they had freed it, though it used the word ‘abominations’ which wasn’t exactly a choice word that she would have used.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF">“Yes, we freed you from the crystal.” </span>She said to the creature, in a tone somewhere between anxiety and the utmost of joy. There was little that could be told of the creature just be appearance, aside from the fact that it was clearly a being of shadow and daemonic energies. She would have dared to walk closer to the being, but she feared that it would likely lash out against those that freed it. Daemons were often fickle creatures to deal with, mortals were far simpler to discern in their actions. While the weapons and objects of the living posed no threat to her, she doubted that a Daemon lord would prove to be so…harmless.<span style="color: #00FFFF"> “I suppose you could thank us, if you so wished to.” </span>She added, this time her voice more on the joyous side, they did after all just release a Daemonic creature from its crystalline prison.<br/><br/>Walking a few more steps towards the being, she inspected its exterior, from a distance of course lest it try to attack. She was simply marvelled that the being had been released. Such a ritual was not an easy feat to accomplish for many, and the cost could be potentially massive.<br/><br/>However, it was not until now that she realised something that was…exceptionally crucial. The released being was not the intended King of Daemons. But it was a creature of myth and legend. Not a complete failure did their ritual make; this outcome may have even been far better than the intended outcome could ever be. Her mind had already turned to the sheer power that such a creature could likely boast, surely enough to topple whole cities of those wretched defenders, and their dogged supporters. Could they not see that their demise was all but assured?