The succubus laughed, softly, and proceeded to give it to her for the next twenty minutes, or so, all while Sylvia watched, and all while the miasma thickened in the circle, until it was almost impossible to see them. Finally, Aluriel spoke a sharp word, and the miasma seemed to flow into Sylvia, through her mouth, ears, sex... any hole it could find. Outwardly, she hadn't changed much, not yet, but inwardly, she could feel it taking root, changing her... improving her. She'd feel stronger, faster, more in-tune with the world around her. And, of course, very eager to fuck, and be fucked, again.<br/><br/>Once that was finished, though, the demon pulled out of Sylvia, and removed her bindings, entirely. "Good girl. Now, rest for a bit, while I share this gift with your friend, hmm? You'll be free to go, soon, though, if that's still what you desire."<br/><br/>The girls would help escort Sylvia out of the circle, and carry Illania into it, the priestess replacing the elf on the bed, as Sylvia was placed in a chair, without bindings.