<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>Diadra gasped as her ears rang at her blow, her head snapping backward a bit as she did so.  For a moment she considered trying to run, but realized that in her current state she literally couldn't get away, her body aching too much to fight back.  She was drug out of the room by the demoness, trying to figure out what to do, before blanching at last as the demoness's intentions became crystal clear.  She mentally spoke to the angel, her voice subdued.<em>"I...think that it would be better for you if you passed on...I doubt that I will be allowed to pass anytime soon, and would rather that you weren't forced to experience this as well."</em><br/><br/>She flinched as she felt the hot water hit her wounds, hissing in pain and quickly, weakly, trying to get away.  But she knew that in her state there was no chance at all of me escaping, and that her body was going to find this<em>extremely</em>painful.  Not that she could do aught at all to stop it.