Karrie had a fel hound pup in her lap that scurried away into the darkness when Kalian threw the book on the table.<span style="color: #ff0000"> "A boy, a mere, mortal child. Is talking to me about demons, defending them. I have demons at my disposal that would destroy Azeroth simply because they could, and you think they need help? What a naive look you have on the world."</span>She looked up at him slowly, her eyes dark.<span style="color: #ff0000">"What do you want me to tell you? The truth? That I love and adore my demons, that I see Monia as more as sister than Karren but need to be cruel to keep up appearances?" </span>She snapped her fingers and the world around them shattered revealing a mirror image of the mansion from the bay, but located on a fragment floating in the Twisting Nether.<span style="color: #ff0000">"This is where I come to escape from the world. These demons are because they want to be here. Monia doesn't need me to travel to and from Azeroth anymore, she has a sliver of my very soul that gives her the means to sustain herself. She'll never know hunger again so long as my power is infinite. Those succubi, too weak to defend themselves, unable to sexually please those who summon them, or too squeamish to be proper torturers find sanctuary here. So is this what you want to see? That I'm scared of the people on Azeroth so I hide among demons when I can't be by Rachel's side?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>