The woman grins, as Diadra accepts her offer. "Oh, somewhere else, definitely," she replies, her hand sliding drifting down Diadra's side, to her chastity belt, before suddenly closing her hand around it... and causing it to rust away, almost instantly. "Let me just get that for you," she purrs, softly, leaning in to kiss Diadra gently, as she suddenly, sharply plunges two fingers into the elf's sex; fingers that had become much longer than they were before, easily slipping into her virgin folds, and taking her virginity with sharp, pointed nails. She breaks the kiss, grinning delightedly, as she withdraws her fingers, coated in the bright red blood. "Now, you just lie right there, I have something important to do," she says, as she walks over towards a wall in the room. Diadra will notice she feels even weaker, now.<br/><br/>(DC 22 fort save, or suffer another four points of strength damage, effectively rendering her all but helpless.)<br/><br/>The demon-in-disguise calmly walks over to the wall, and pushes on a certain location, a panel sliding away, revealing a surprising sight; a hidden room, a little alcove, really, about ten feet square. While she can't see it from here, an extremely elaborate runic circle borders the room, inlaid with silver dust, and glowing faintly with powerful magic. What she can see, however, is a stunningly beautiful winged woman, kneeling calmly in the middle, eyes closed, serenely. "Wakey wakey, angel," Diadra's captor says, laughing cruelly. "So, you said this circle would hold against anything, didn't you? Nothing evil can cross it. Well, guess what I have? One of the most pure things imaginable, the virgin blood of an elven maiden,<em>freely given.</em>Hah! Let's see how well your circle holds up, when I do... this!" She drops to her knees, and reaches across the circle's border, with the blood-covered fingers, first. There's a crackle of energy, as she does so... but her fingers aren't impeded. "Haha!" The angel stares at her, clearly terrified. "N-no... no..." she says, softly, as the demon reaches down, and slowly, calmly, wipes out part of the circle, with the blood. There's a sharp crack, and the barrier is gone.<br/><br/>Their struggle is fierce, but short, and the demon quickly overpowers the angel, shackling her, wrists, ankles, and neck, to the wall, several carefully hidden chains pulled out of secret alcoves. "There we go, all safe and secure. You're not going anywhere, my sweet little virgin. And, unlike her, I'm going to leave yours intact, even though I'd love to hear your screams when the visitors fuck you all night long, because your blood; angelic<em>and</em>virginal, doesn't run out. It may not be quite as potent, but it's also not a one-time supply," she purrs, stroking the angel's chin, smearing a little more of Diadra's blood across it, before she finally turns back to the elf, who'd been forced to witness all of this. "Mmm, I suppose I have you to thank for this, don't I? Let me just claim that little patch of cloth with the rest of your virgin's blood, and then we'll have some fun."