The succubi whimper, as the demonness literally has to drag them away from the shuddering elf. "Get OUT!" she bellows, again, eventually resorting to hurling hellfire at them, when they try to creep back in. Finally, she grabs a chair, and drags it over to sit near Diadra, on the bed. "So, you're something special, aren't you? Is this because you killed my angel? Or is this something else? Something from before then, hmmm?"