Abduxuel:<br/>HP: 93/79 (22 AC, F 11, Ref 11, Will 17) ~ Micar: Hp 129/129 (21 AC, F 21, R 14, W 15)<br/>Heart of Water, Fallse Life, Heart of Air, Voice of the Dragon, Circle Magic, Alter Form, Mage Armor, Haste<br/><br/>“Mother Hunger and the rest are blocked by the door”  Myzriel telepathically told his twin, the obvious solution was for Izerel to open it from the other side. Manipulating the door by hand would require Izerel to reform on the material plane and become vulnerable to the Brachina's signature abilities. The Dvati had a much more elegant solution in mind that fit perfectly with what he had already planned to do.<br/><br/>“Don't mind me if I make myself scarce for a bit, and don't get jealous of true beauty either.”  Izerel told the Brachina before his ethereal body merged and became one with the entire room. He was content that if the devil had any plans to harm him that she had lost her chance. Even force magic could not harm him when he was possessing something. Once that was achieved he would use his control over the building to open the door that barred everyone's entrance, unless they got it open themselves first.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>“These things aren't even worth reviving as battle fodder” Abduxuel complained. “Do try not to fall victim to the Brachina's mind control. I'm sure we all want to prove our worth to matron Faeremhara, and I know I'll be seeing who pleases me as well.” Mother Hunger spoke in a carnally suggestive tone.<br/><br/>Abduxuel continued to act as vainglorious as always, but underneath she was more cautious about her unfolding plans than she was about the devils. She spend her time chaining her brother to her belt in case she needed magic she had already spent. “You'll bleed for me, won't you my Beast?”<br/><br/>The first daughter didn't get a further response from Tarennar. Even if he was dislikeable he was at least interesting and dislikeable.<br/><br/>Micar loved when his brother got possessive with him. He used the downtime to cast a bulls strength spell upon himself.  Unfortunately he had to crouch down to continue moving through the hall.<br/><br/>Myzriel just relayed things between himselves and his mistress.<br/><br/><br/><strong>OOC For Xyhri:</strong>Micars thoughts were a maddening torrent of sexual frustration.<em> “Yes I'd bleed... For Keptolo's sake! I hope this ends soon so I can just get him naked and on me again. I haven't been able to cum since he claimed me ten years ago, it's driving me crazy! Now my dick is so big I wouldn't even fit inside him if he wanted me to. I'm lucky to be his. Since he became a pleasure devil his ass is even more immaculate. I always wished I could fuck it. I'd die happy if I could cum inside his ass! I can't stand it! I'm going to cleave those devils apart!”<br/></em><br/><strong>Actions: </strong>Izerel possesses the room. Abduxuel attached Micar to his belt, Micar cast bulls strength and they move onward.