As Erel strode forward, the priestess said nothing. The ground seemed to tremble beneath her feet, and Nocticula's presence grew more powerful as she strode forward. She wouldn't be capable of approaching within 100 feet of the throne. And yet...after a moment the demon lord reached down and gathered some of the molten iron. It slowly formed into a ring, glowing with heat for a moment before it cooled into flawless steel. And then she threw it casually, and it clattered across the ground before Erel.<br/><br/>And when she looked at the ring, it was a simple steel signet ring. A ring etched with Nocticula's sigil.