<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>The chains around Diadra's mind didn't ease as she attacked the demons that had initially captured the captives, but rather they seemed to clamp down still tighter as she took out frustration on her foes.  It was only a couple of minutes before the battle was over and Diadra stood there, panting among the remains of a few demons, black ichor dripping from<em>Feringale's</em>blade.  The command to return made her stiffen, and then once more she returned, her movements almost robotic as she glared at the succubus with eyes of jade fire.  Right up until she told her to kiss her, at which point her eyes widened still more in surprise and confusion.<br/><br/>The elf maiden couldn't resist the kiss, couldn't keep herself from opening her mouth and letting the succubus kiss her.  And, to her shame, she began to enjoy the kiss, to feel the warmth of the demon's touch on her skin, lighting up parts of herself left purposely untouched.  A tiny heat ignited inside of her, but fortunately the succubus broke off, leaving Diadra panting in fearful confusion, her eyes wide and stricken with horror at what she began to realize what was coming.  Virgin she might be, but she grew up in a temple of Sune.  She knew what might be coming.  She<em>hoped</em>that the belt would stop this creature, but...what other powers might it have?<br/><br/>The leash was just humiliating, but Diadra couldn't do anything about it, choosing to remain quiet, though any who looked back at her would be able to see the horror and despair beginning to take root in her eyes.