Ayl waited in the shadows, pulling his fist back, fingers outstretched and prepared for the action he was about to take. "Sorry about this, but it's for your own good.." The door opened and he lunged forward, wrapping his hand around the unsuspecting girls throat. He quickly spun around, creating an indentation in the wall as he slammed Sam into it as hard as he could, his grip tightening to prevent her escape.<br/><br/>"It's not enjoyable, is it?" he asked, glaring into her eyes. "<span style="font-style: italic">Lesson number one,</span>" he shouted, perhaps more intimidatingly than necessary. A few moments of pause later, and he released his grip, letting her fall to her knees. He began to lecture her as she recovered, his demeanor strict and unrelenting. "Treat your enemies with the same respect you would give your allies. Inflicting pain is not something to relish in. Once you forget this, you lose the only thing that separates us from them," he explained, shaking out the wrist he had used. "Your actions against those demons was nothing short of bullying. You were frustrated, you saw creatures weaker than you, and you tortured them. This is how the abuse of power begins, a feat capable of turning a common man into the devil himself." He stared down at her for a few moments more; "But you're not a devil," he added, offering a hand to help her up.