<strong>Suzafan and Tahariel<br/>Prior to the current events. </strong><br/><br/>A sound of ecstasy came from Suzafan’s lips along with her tongue. She gripped the base of his shaft, tugged back the foreskin and tended to Tahariel’s increasing need. By then her left hand was tightly holding him by the hips as she was kneeled before him,  subduing him rather than the opposite.  Her puckered lips slowly glided down and then released his throbbing hardness. He could clearly see it brushing  against her cheek as she began to kiss down its length before going back to sucking. She nearly took all of it inside her mouth before retreating and leaving behind a wet trail. Circling the tip with her tongue, Suzafan gazed wickedly up at him, anxious to see his once serene features expressing ecstasy. She tried to wrap her tongue around the head and only after teasing him for a little longer, did she took it again inside her mouth. Alternating between playful licks and sucking, she seemed to enjoy the feast more than everything else that day had to offer.<br/><br/>Tahariel felt the warmth of her mouth and the pressure applied by her lips as she gradually increased the rhythm. Her red lips swiftly hurried across the length of his member, effortlessly gliding up and down, making hungry little noises.  Her whole body was filled with arousal and anticipation, as the wave of pleasure took her and images of his firm, eager frame beneath hers began to flash before her closed eyes.<br/><br/>She heard the Queen’s voice, distinct and clear, calling her name as if she was right beside her. Suzafan stopped for a moment and he could feel her warm breath all around his rod as she focused on the strange event. Has it been real or was it just her imagination? Nothing happened again and the female demon resumed to delightfuly enjoy her prey, helpless as he was against her own desire. A shiver down her spine told Suzafan it wasn't a good idea to keep the Queen waiting, even if it meant interrupting the feast. She rose on her feet and whistled. The three headed beast dashed forth with its slobbery tongue held out in an almost comical way.<br/><br/>"Guard!" she ordered.<br/><br/>"And you behave. I'll be right back." Suzafan warned Tahariel before flying away to assess the nature of the Queen's unexpected call.<br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Angel of Justice (NPC) </strong><br/><br/>All ten Heavens in all their glory are, at any given time, within my reach. All but one.  I am not of the Burning Ones, nor of those which guard the Tree of Life. I cannot reach where He resides and all those who can see Him.<br/><br/>I am of the Virtues and my name is Justice.  Throughout eternity I have and always will be overflowing the nine Heavens, bathing each one in the superconcept of my essence. Before man and woman were made, I had no other role than this. Then they were cast down onto Earth because they did not understand that to know God is to love God. So man and woman had to be taught once again. I am here to teach them through justice.<br/><br/>On this night I shall take the quickest way to Hell. For too long I have watched in silence the corruption of my Truth, for too long has my lost brother turn the might I govern into weakness.  I shall not condone the continuation of his reign any longer and it will be so much simple when there is nothing left to reign over.<br/><br/>The man before me asked for help and I came. Here I stand to assist him in helping another to regain free will. There isn’t a better place than the house of God to drive away the demon residing beneath human flesh, but my protégé has grown weary and his will is dwindling.  I am not allowed to interfere unless the other break the rules. It rarely happens.  And so I wait for this follower of God to force the demon out.  As we stand before the altar, he chants to the kneeled man.  The possessed is being held by the arms by two other priests while his body is taken by convulsions in regular motions. They can’t see the pattern, but I do.<br/><br/>“…..vanish as smoke and heat, bestial and serpentine thing, whether disguised as male or female, whether beast or crawling thing or flying, whether garrulous, mute or speechless, whether bringing fear of being trampled, or rending apart ….”<br/><br/>The Prayers of Saint Basil the Great ring in my ears and I am able to smell the frankincense once again. The closer I get to these beings, the more I empathize with them. My structures are changing if I allow myself too much of this freedom.<br/><br/>“….whether dwelling in a house, whether possessed by audacity, or contentiousness or instability, whether striking him with lunacy, or returning to him after the passage of time….”<br/><br/>Right about now he should start screaming or cursing. The beads of sweat gathered on the priest’s forehead remind me that the human body is primarily made out of water . As the demon is pulled away, I see it desperately clenching to the core of his host . If the human is too weak, he will die.<br/><br/>Eventually they see it through. It’s a combined effort. It brings me comfort. I welcome the demon that shivers before me. Its eyes are filled with hate, its position forcefully humble.<br/><br/>“I’m letting you go this time to carry a message. Do not stop until you reach him.”<br/><br/>As I hold out my hand, its body is being covered in writing. The Divine Word is being carved in its very flesh. It will unlock all seven gates and give me unrestrained passage all the way down to the last circle.  Sinful brother, you were warned.<br/>