The demon's foot lashes out, kicking the weapon away, hissing as the holy power singes her, laughing madly. "Kill me? Oh, no, no, little elf, you're going to suffer pain, agony, and so much more. You'll be forced to bear dozens of demonspawn, and by week's end, your virgin fuckhole will be so used, it'll be wider than your mouth." She kicks Diadra, right between her breasts, knocking her onto her back, following through, and steeping on her, putting her weight onto the same spot, crushing her down into the floor, as she bends down, only inches from Diadra's face. "I will leave you scars so deep, even your own family will reject you for the hideous monster you've become, because when I'm through with you, I'm going to capture them, and make you watch them go through the same thirty years of torment, one by one, before letting them all go, to live out the rest of their horrific, tortured lives. But not you. I will<em>never</em>let you go. Your torment will only have begun, at that point."