(( You're assumption is correct. ))<br/>She grew still as she heard this news, and, distantly, she made the connection between the demons rallying together, acting like humans in order to defeat the humans, who were turning themselves into mirrors of demons for the same purpose.<br/>She felt her blood run cold at the thought of the humans, on par with her kind, and with stronger abilities too.<span style="font-style: italic">Never.</span><br/>"Are we<span style="font-style: italic">sure</span>they'll die? Will we be needed to eradicate every last one? Or even...perhaps recover the documents on our own to use on our loyal subjects."<br/>She smiled grimly, it was a necessary evil, using this Searing Eye to help the Demonic Race.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Anything to survive. Anything.</span><br/>"We need to make<span style="font-style: italic">absolutely</span>sure that they fail. What type of trap is in their way? How efficient?"<br/>She turned to Kelly, "Will there be remains?"<br/>This question was weighted, she wanted to see these documents, read them, destroy them. She wanted the bodies so very dead she felt safe walking among whatever was left, wanted a pyre, wanted to be so sure of their continued survival, after so much fighting. A lifetime of fighting, in fact.<br/>She knew not what lay on the other side of war, but her own mind was turning on her. Thinking of these fellows as her comrades. Blasphemous.<br/>It was only herself and her blades. Trust was a fatal flaw, one that had ended many in her Homefront. Yet, she already felt kinship with Durjaya, who was going to aid her in keeping the Demons and brainwashed humans united. It was a shameful feeling, but she could not discount it.<br/>She had to end this war, quickly.