"HA! Weren't you listening? You're mine now," the demon gloats, as he slams her to the ground, stripping away her weapon, tough he hisses in pain when he touches the holy device, before finally tying her up. She almost slips free as he ties her, but he slams her into the ground harder, before finishing the job. "Such a mighty hero, beaten so easily? Hah! You're going to be my little prize, when I'm done delivering these slaves," he says, grinning wickedly. Barking orders in Abyssal, he orders a nearby, low-ranking demon to grab her weapon and carry it for him; he'll need a good trophy, after she's dead, after all.<br/><br/>Once that's done, he throws her over his shoulder, like a sack of grain, and moves back into position, rounding up the few humans who'd tried to make a break for it... especially pointless, now, for the portal has closed, behind them.