The devilles bounded past, then took Artemis by the arms and slung the unconcious woman over her shoulder.<br/>"She is now mine."<br/>The red-skinned beauty announced to Kyrie, then looked at her troughoutly.<br/>"What is your name, mortal?"<br/>She asked, yet not without a little more respect in her voice.<br/>"And whom do you serve?"<br/>Her gaze washed over Kyrie's body once again, shamelessly and not masking her desire.<br/>Syri let out a weak gulp as she saw the dark one does not wish to leave yet, then sent Kyrie a lustful gaze of her own, suggesting she'd be so happy to be alone with her now...