Lovela only smiled wickedly at the little goblin, stretching her hand around that precious little throat. Of all her expierence with warlocks before she had heard the demonic tongue coming from her mouth.. Popping her protection bubble around her, the light almost blinded the succubus she knew must be somewhere around her. She picked up the enraging little goblin by her throat, her strong muscled body showed years of training as a protection paladin, she had no trouble holding the 13 pounds weighing goblin off the ground, writhing and struggling against her grip in mid-air.<br/><br/>"How do I know you are not lying? I don't trust you creatures, eventhough you are allowed to sell your crap around these parts, you still look and smell like a horde to me! Now...Let's be a smart little girl and call back that horny little thing of yours before I burst out a wrath against that poor little thing, something that would send her straight back into the nethers where she belongs.." She tightened her grip around Evonee's throat, both now protected by a thick layer of light from her protection shield.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>