Illania's eyes went wide and she squirmed as much as she could, fighting at her bonds as the demon descended on her. She let out a slight squeak into the gag as the tail touched her anus, and she instinctively tightened it as much as she could, trying to move back and forth to dislodge the demoness.<br/><br/>"St-" Illania began to protest, only to be met by the kiss, which she tried to resist...but the demon was far too skilled. And as she felt the magical power within her dwindling, she did the only thing she could, flooding her body with a surge of it to try to protect herself from the miasma, even as she let out another whimper, her struggles weakening.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Using 1 divine energy to protect herself from infection for an hour, 2 left for her to drain.