The wizard's eyes narrowed, as he studied her. "Ahh... that makes sense. So your master must be close, then? Unlike my creations, your kind are bound to their summoners, unable to be far apart, or else you simply fade away, though you do bring advantages of superior resilience and strength. But no matter... he will come and retrieve you, in time, I suspect," he said, a small smile spreading across his twisted face. Despite his words, though, she could tell her movements were having an effect on him; his gaze drifted over her body, hungrily. "You would dissipate into the aether if I slew you, and leave no body upon which for me to work... a pity, you would make a wonderful ghoul, to feast upon your master's entrails," he said, chuckling softly, which turned into a harsh cough, after a couple of seconds.<br/><br/>"Perhaps your... distress will draw him more... enthusiastically?" he said, drawing a knife from his belt and, with a swift motion, slicing through the cloth covering her chest, exposing her breasts, especially as he slid the tattered cloth aside with his hand, groping one of her perfect globes. "And maybe I could use a little... relief."