<div class="floatright">(http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/1/15776/364477-177429-purgatori.jpg)</div><br/>Muscled arms would cross beneath the bounty of crimson breasts, smooth shoulder meeting stone as she casually leaned against the wall, her wings settled closer about her statuesque form. Silently she watched the proceedings, not quite being capable of keeping the look of disdain from her features. Sakkara had purposefully left her own prize back in her quarters, and the Queen said nothing about it, even though the General knew that Lilith was aware.<br/><br/>Yet another weakness of the little Ruler. Not calling out her 'followers' on their transgressions.<br/><br/>Words that meant nothing were spoken by the Queen, and onyx hues settled to stare upon long, cruelly sharp nails upon her hand in a seriously bored manner. Sakkara assumed hat Lilith was making the attempt to sound... authoritative... at the mention of 'taking responsibility for the Celestial'. Raven brow had lifted when the Queen shouted, and a smirk had curled black lips, enough to show the glint of fangs in the firelight. A low, throaty chuckle would ease forth as imps and succubi alike cowered at the Queens anger. The Wrath of God? Surely the Supreme Being had other issues to worry about then the Second Layer. Palm would slide over the leather surrounding a deliciously muscled thigh, not being able to stop the thinly veiled purr of delight at memories of the Lycan biting into her already healed shoulder. Black pools caught a glimpse of Callisto entering the Throne Room, the last to arrive. Now that one, odd little thing that she was, she also happened to be the only one that Sakkara had even a modicum of respect for. Callisto reveled in battle, much as the General did. So sad the little blonde chose to do so on the mortal realm.<br/><br/>Erato was making a move, Hellfire was being set upon the human, and Lo, what a surprise. Son of Hephestus indeed. Sakkara would bark a laugh, but the sound would be cut short, for the moment that Erato attempted to set flame to the human, Sakkara felt something within the Layers shift. Instantly the Shadows enveloped her, cocooning her in darkness as she gathered in a sharp breath. It seemed that the Celestial they had in their midst was important enough to send out another to hunt him down,..<br/><br/>Even before the Queen dismissed them all Sakkara was on the move. She had wanted a taste of the Angel that had been brought forth, but the one that had just entered Limbo... oh now he would taste sweeter...<br/><br/>From shadow to shadow Sakkara would step, taking her out of the Halls to burst forth upon wing to take to the skies of the Realm of Lust. Intent she was on making her way to the Gates of the Second Layer, where she would wait in ambush of the arrival of the Angel that would surely tread in his search for Tahariel. As was her want, Sakkara eyes scanned the land below, ever watchful, every wary. And it would be that she would see the group of Royal Guards surrounding their prey. Massive wings would hold her aloft, staring down upon the scene as it unfolded, seemingly just for her.<br/><br/>My, oh my, what a specimen this was... a near naked mortal, massively muscled, bellowing forth his rage and defiance, willing to kill with his last breath if that was what it took. Slowly Sakkara would descend to the ground, boots crunching upon the stones beneath her boots, enough noise that the Guards turned to see her arrival. Instantly the women stopped in their harassment of Thane, for the General was their superior. Steps would be taken back and heads would bow as the Demoness came into view, fathomless black eyes flitting from the headless Guard, to the panting Thane. A slow smile would curl black lips, her so red tongue easing out to flick across the tip of a fang. Hot breezes would ease through raven mane, causing the tresses to flow about her crimson body like water, licking across red flesh, teasing against slick leather.<strong> “ What do we have here. A mortal, filled with battle lust. You are a delight aren't you...”</strong>Her dark gaze lifted to look at the other Guards, and the look upon her beauteous visage shifted instantly to rage.<strong> “ A MORTAL!! You have allowed a MORTAL to best you??!!” </strong><br/><br/>She would move then, so fast as to be a blur. Wings would snap out, the sharp tips slamming into a pair of Guards simultaneously, burying into their chests. Snapping her wings open the chests would explode open, even as Sakkara leaped forward and grabbed another pair of guards by their their throats. One would have her neck crushed beneath taloned claws, the other would have fangs sunk into her throat, tearing out flesh. Red blood slid down red skin, bodies being tossed aside as Sakkara killed them all with glee. In what would seem but the blink of an eye, Sakkara would settle in a pristine manner to the ground next to Thane, dripping in sanguine, licking her mouth free of it, purring in delight. Her head would tilt as her cold eyes worked over his weakened body, hips cocking to the side, her head tilting slightly.<strong> “ You will have to pardon them I'm afraid. They simply did not live up to my... standards. You are here without an escort mortal. Tell me.. how did this come to happen?”</strong>