She grins, at the mention of Tiamat. "Bitch killed a good legion I had, once. Making her pay sounds good." She nods, to take the blessing... but, something seems to happen, something she likely wasn't expecting; he'll have noticed she lost some of her color, fading to a pale pink, when she bound herself to him, via the artifact. Metaphysically, the Chaos-consuming device, in fact, devoured a significant portion of her existence, leaving a temporary hole that would naturally recover, over a few hours.<br/><br/>He, however, filled that hole, with his own power, immediately.<br/><br/>She gives a shriek, as her body twists and contorts, rewriting itself to match her slightly different arrangement. She shrank a little; still large, but shorter, skinnier, more curvaceous and less muscular, although her chest is quite enhanced, the rival of any succubus. Her skin also flushes a much darker color; a nearly-black red, instead of the flame red of before; likewise, her weapons, and the flames of her wings, change, to a solid black. "What... what is this.. what have you done?"