"Excellent," the drow murmured, moving away, once her part of the job was done, allowing Finexia to truly enjoy the angel.<br/><br/>The Heart seemed to thrum with power, acknowledging her wishes, and slowly shaping the power to guide to her desires.<br/><br/>The angel struggled, weakly, but the damage was done, and sh'd spent so long fighting, she was clearly at the end of her will. As Finexia came inside her, the angel's eyes widened, and she came as well, filling Finexia's womb with her potent seed.<br/><br/>At that same moment, at her most vulnerable, the Heart struck, unleashing a portion of its built-up energy, more, even, than had been involved with reforging Finexia, yet only a small portion of what it had acquired from this day's events. A shudder rolled through the angel, though little seemed to change, externally. After a few seconds, the Heart pulled back the tentacles from the woman, who smiled, locking eyes with Finexia hungrily. "How may I serve, mistress?" she asked.