Lyla opened her mouth to try and snap Niarra out of her daze, but the demon returned, and she closed her mouth, swallowing the protest, and frowning. She murmured softly. "Fine. If I must."<br/><br/>Niarra stood up grumpily, blinking away a bit of the arousal and obviously displeased to be interrupted. But she followed along, her breathing hard. She was just starting to gain a little of her senses back when the demon spoke another command, the pink energy seeping into her brain again, and she gasped. "Ah...ah, of course..."<br/><br/>She sat down, and Lyla spoke nervously. "Umm...what are you going to do to her? That...that looks sharp."