<span style="font-size: 18px"><b>KATRINA</b></span><br/><br/>For a moment there was silence, as if her words had shocked even the normally superior and composed demon. His image seemed to flicker ever so faintly in the mirror, her eyes unable to fix on his feature properly. Then, his laughter rang out through the room. Yes something was different, this was not the arrogant, dismissive laughter that one might expect, nor a derisive snort of disgust, or even a mock sad chuckle at sentiment that surely a creature such as he could only see as foolish. It was a rich, deep, rolling sound of genuine mirth, the kind of honest amusement that only surprise could bring. Then, without warning powerful hands turned her round, one fixing around her throat and lifting her upwards, slamming her back against the mirror. She would feel the glass crack against her bare skin beneath the impact as powerful muscles pushed her against the wall and mirror on it, but this time, there was not thin air in front of her.<br/><br/>The demon's face was but a few inches from hers as he held her pinned. Her legs found akward purchase on the cupboard situated beneath the mirror, though the iron sinew and muscle that held her fast could surely have supported her weight with ease. Shining black hair flowed wildly around his face as the tanned skin of his arms rippled with heavy muscles. His breath was warm but dry against her face as the tanned skin of his chest rose and fell. Unlike the carefully composed mask of calculated disdain and hinted humor, his face was alive with emotion. His eyes burned with a mixture of fury and passion as his lips drew back in a snarl-smile, exposing his fangs, the skin of his face drawing taut, the lines lending his visage a bestial cast, yet at the same time accentuating his exotic handsomeness. His voice was a thick growl, loaded with warring emotions as he held the Paladin in his hand, the grip firm yet still strangely smooth with the silk-scale texture of his skin.<br/><br/>"I told you it was within my power to grant your every desire, so be cautious what you wish for."<br/><br/>For the first time since she had grasped that ancient blade in the tomb of Kahz'Grath, Katrina would get the distinct impression that the demon had lost control. Even when roused to fury and compelled to punish her, he had always been imperious and superior in his attitude, handing down judgement from a composed, controlled pulpit of superiority. Now, his eyes blazed with an emotion in between desire and anger, his body trembling with some barely contained impulse, wether to shred her to ribbons or ravish was impossible to tell. His nostrils flared as he drew in her scent, and despite the base, bestial aspect to his behaviour, his already imposing presence was enhanced, by the magnificence inherent to a wild thing observed in its natural habitat. For the first time, the paladin saw an intimate glimpse of that which the demon kept locked up behind discipline and honor, tempered by a will that had endured aeons of imprisonment and warfare. The true, savage and passionate nature that his people had forged into a force that had reshaped worlds and built an empire across the stars.<br/><br/>"If you will not give me your respect... then i will take... your FURY! Strike me then as you please! Give me your anger, your hate, your ferocious defiance! Repay me in violence for all i have wrought upon you!"<br/><br/>His voice rose in intensity and strength as he jostled the Paladin against the wall, raising her further and moving himself close, allowing Katrina to feel the heat from his body, even across what little distance was between them. With a snarl he pinned a knee between her legs to keep her upright and face to face, his free hand grasping her exposed breast in a posessive squeeze.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>