Syra giggles. "I am giving you more respect than I have given any demon ever." she says playfully. Sticking her tongue out at her. She giggles harder. "Right. Even then my Satanachia...your demanding it won't necessarily get you it." she says. Hugging him from behind and then letting him go after a quick nuzzle. She had the book he had wanted to look at shrunk down so that it would fit within her pocket. She smiles happily. She was going to give him the book. She already knew, memorized, and mastered the entire thing anyways. She looks at him and watches as he seems more comfortable near the door to Damoen's door. She nods her head. "You better not get even a scratch...or I will kick your ass Satanachia." she says. Serious yet playful at the same time. She didn't want him hurt even a little bit. She smiles. "I will do what I can to stay out of your way." she says honestly. She looks at him. "DRAYDOSUE!!!!!!!!!!" she yells out. The door swings open and reveals a very hellish looking chamber. She pushes Satanachia in before her. Jumping as the door slammed shut behind them.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Damoen turns at the scent of his daughter and the sound of his door slamming shut. He growls and then smirks as he sees her. "Well...it has been a long time daughter dearest." he says in a very icy tone. Not noticing Satanachia at the moment. "Seems you do have more of a fighter and survivor spirit than your mother." he says as if it was nothing but boredom to him. He smirks. "Now...you have gotten gutsy to just waltz into your old mans room. And who is yo-" he cuts off seeing Satanachia. He scowls. "How the hell are you even standing here?!" he says in an angry venomous tone. He looks at Satanachia. "Seriously...your like supposed to be stuck in hell! How in hell's name are you standing there?!" he demands angrily. Then his gaze turns back to Syra. He seems to be putting the pieces together. And he launches spiked blades towards Syra. "I will end you...like I ended your bitch of a mother!" he swears.</span><br/><br/>Syra chants quickly and a barrier surrounds her yet not quick enough as a blade skimmed the top of her shoulder and cut it a bit. She winces yet starts healing almost instantly. She stays back behind Satanachia. Not hiding just staying out of his way.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Damoen scowls and then it clicks. "YOU!" he glares at Syra. "YOU SUMMONED THE PRINCE OF HELL?!" he exclaims. Sounding slightly fearful yet more pissed than anything else.</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">Jace smiles. "Very beautiful names." he says in a gentle tone. Smiling at her "How exactly are you going to show them to me?" he asks softly. Gently reminding her to the fact that he was blind. "Tell me what they look like....if you wouldn't mind." he asks. He wanted to know what these clearly beautiful yet special little cats looked like.</span>