Iffy looked at the swords in Oni's hands and snapped her fingers. This was her realm and he was a mere visitor to it. In her realm she was a goddess, and could, quite simply, do as she pleased. The Major had invested in the finest AI money could buy, and had programmed it to be 100% loyal to her and her alone. Had equipped it with the finest defences - and the finest offences - money could buy, and then kept upgrading them every chance she got.<br/><br/>The swords were grabbed simultaneously by the demon, which had coppied itself for the purpose. The two demons handed both swords to Iffy. She examined them closely, nodded, and then handed them back to Oni.<br/><br/>"Very ingenious viruses, Mr Preston. You will not need them. I bring you a message from Major Laughton. May I come in?"