Inyrra could not seem to tear her eyes away from Allura and the new form she had taken. Even when she felt the reverberations of the Glabrezu's footsteps in the floor. A soft, frightened sound escaped her when she felt him stop right behind her. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She had to figure a way out of this but it was too late when she felt his strong hands gripping her shoulders to hold her painfully in place. His breath was humid in her ear as he explained her fate to her. Despite the terrifying words his tone was amused and seemed to become even more so when she began to tremble. Her wide, silver eyes turned to Allura desperately looking for any sign that she was the same person that she had claimed to be.<br/><br/>She watched the new form of Allura stand and with her still on her knees she felt small and weak. She listened to Allura's words, confused that a being of such frightening power could care for her. She did not think demons, full demons capable of such a thing. She looked up at the Lilitu, trying to ignore the light prickling pleasure that the barbed tentacles were causing. The touch felt good, she would expect nothing less from a former succubus but she still had her doubts. She wanted to believe that Allura spoke true, that even a full blooded demon could rise above its heritage. It gave her hope. She still had her doubts though.<br/><br/>She felt one of the tendrils quit touching her and she turned to watch the actions. It was a hard thing to believe when Allura savagely attacked the huge demon. The barb on the end of the tentacle's end lanced into the demon's form and Inyrra could only watch as the Glabrezu started to fade. His warning struck true though. Should she trust Allura? When he had faded completely, she sagged in relief. As the Tiefling's gaze lifted to Allura's face she bit her bottom lip. It still was Allura, but different obviously.<span style="color: indigo"> "I..." </span>She started, trying to think of a way to say what she had to without offending Allura.<span style="color: indigo">"That is, you will have to forgive me but I just do not know what to think. I just do not know how to sort this out. I appreciate the hypocrisy of saying that, believe me." </span><br/><br/>Even as she tried to sort out what she was feeling, the little voice in her head begged her to just continue; to pretend it was all okay and just enjoy whatever pleasures the Allura saw fit to grant her. It was a truly tempting offer and was made all the harder to ignore by the tentacles' gentle stroking.<span style="color: indigo"> "May I please have a moment to assimilate this new information?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>