The simple fire spell the demon used to ignite the dead fireplace did little to impress Katrina. However, she did, appreciate, the cozy warmth being spread in her room. Even though the walls and ceilings were thick, the cold, permanent weather from outside still penetrated and brought a barely tolerable coldness to the atmosphere within the room. Chill bumps appeared on her topless body and she embraced herself, rubbing her arms quickly to build up some more heat from the friction. She saw him standing behind her again, and those strong yet gentle hands were once more placed on her shoulders. A familiar occasion.<br/><span style="color: Red">"Don't get ahead of yourself,"</span>she brushed his hands aside from her,<span style="color: Red">"you brought me to your private realm where your powers are obviously more focused and powerful. You messed with my mind and made me believe things."</span>She knew she was right about the first part, but was not fully convinced of the latter. The demon had tried to seduce her when he brought her subconscious to his dream like realm, utilizing the same methods he did right now; the massage, the meaningful words, even groping her curves. At first she strongly disapproved, then came hesitation, then she emitted a soft, almost inaudible moan of pleasure. It was shortly after that she had managed to compose herself and strike back.<br/><br/>All of it was coming back at her, stronger and more real than ever before. For a moment, she seemed uncertain how to act or reply. Her gaze faltered away from the mirror. No, Katrina thought. She would not allow him to play his clever mind and word games on her anymore. He had done it too many times. This time, she was ready for him. Her uncertain expression vanished, and she took on one made of determination instead. Dark green eyes, tinted with glowing orange pupils glared back at him. Hands were clenched into fists.<br/><br/><span style="color: Red">"As a matter of fact, it was rather exciting to hit you. It only satisfied me for the moment. Over the time, I have longed to do it again and take it up a step. My only regret was that I was unarmed. The next time I hurt you, you WILL bleed."</span><br/><br/>She then verbally counter-attacked by returning and twisting his words back at him.<br/><span style="color: Red"> "And what about you? What are you beneath your armor and pride? I believe the difference between your kind and the rest of the demons is thinner than hair. Without your honor you would surely be members of the Burning Legion, mindlessly wreaking destruction and slaughter in the name of a fallen titan."</span><br/><br/>One could believe the paladin was either a fool or very courageous to stand up so resolutely against such a powerful demon who held her very soul at sway. But such was her strong will as a human and faith as a paladin. Her courage and devotion would not falter at the slightest danger. The light would always find a way to help her.The many years of she had spent at the academy, training her body and mind in the arts of combat, warfare and tactics, as well the deep studies of the holy light, had hardened. However, that was nothing compared to the years she had spent fighting in service to the alliance, putting her skills and training to the actual test. They had helped keeping herself and her allies alive, and brought death to her enemies.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>