As he drew near Leonard could feel the tug and flow of power that she was calling to herself through her prayers. He knew in this place her abilities would be limited to some degree. The labyrinth was, and is, steeped in evil. He would have to thank her later for providing him with the perfect place to recruit those that he mite find into the fold. It was a task he had been performing for thousands of years... and would continue to do so. This was, however, a nice change of pace.. a place that for once he had an advantage in when dealing with these despicable holy types.<br/><br/>Slowly he rounded the corner and there she was, wearing her armor and wielding her sword. The sound were only that, just sounds, as he was conserving his considerable energy.. but they got the job done and got her to him in short order.<br/><br/>"Ah. There you are. Welcome to the party." he told her as he stepped into the light. If she was very versed in things demonic she mite recognize him. Leonard, first order demon, master of black magic, sorcery and witch craft. He was a defiler, especially of women, and had be the source of almost every true black magic witch to have ever been created.<br/><br/>With a creepy smile he bowed to her, well out of striking distance of the sword. "I am Leonard.. and you my dear, are my guest. Come closer... we have much to discuss." He said before placing his hands behind his back.