The glabrezu stood and towered over the other two, slightly confused about what the lilitu was saying. His being flabbergasted immediately faded away into an anger that was very deep, one that was not visible so much as it was nearly tangible; the heat that emanated from him throbbed with utmost hatred and disgust, each wave passing over the two and making them feel the rage that simply could not all be held in by his material form. His eyes met Allura's, glowing with blinding light that barely faded into a noticeable lavender at the edge of the radiance. "<span style="color: brown">YOU,</span>" he growled, his voice not necessarily loud so much as it was just downright powerful, "<span style="color: brown">YOU WILL SEE THE ERROR OF YOUR WAYS. SHE WILL DENY YOU, SHE WILL CURSE YOU, SHE WILL DAMN YOU, AND YOU WILL BECOME A PLAYTHING TO THE DRETCHES. DO NOT COME TO ME AND EXPECT FORGIVENESS.</span>"<br/><br/>As soon as his words were finished, the glabrezu simply continued with his stare until his material form faded into nothingness.<br/><br/>WHen Janna made her taunt at the priest, he stood to his full, unimpressive height of five-foot-seven and raised his scepter. Were Elta to look in his direction, she would recognize her own half-plate armor over him, the gold symbol on the chest roughly painted over with a greasy, black-brown substance reminiscent of creosote. "<span style="color: gold">Mock me, will you? I shall break you!</span>" he cried, bringing the head of his scepter down in her direction. One of the garnets crumbled away into dust, and sudden;y, the fighter would feel electricity coursing painfully through her body. It did not kill her, but she most certainly wasn't one of the sort who found lightning something pleasant to have flowing inside her.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Falameezar kicked himself again from Aya's shoulder. By the time he contacted with one of the nalfeshnees, he was at his full and terrible size again, and had the demon pinned to the floor. The two were in a fierce deadlock, the nalfeshnee unable to get to his feet with Falameezar's front legs on his chest, and the dragon unable to reach down and bite while his head was being held back. Neither of them were able to make a move, as it would mean giving up the only thing keeping the other from hurting them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>