"<em>Again, disappointing.</em>" Remarked Delila as Sarah appeared in Mini-dreadclaw form. She had been hoping for mental anguish and screams. What she got was a comedy routine. The cloak of darkness noticed Thraxius appearing nearby and gave a slight nod.<br/><br/>"<em>There you are. While you've been reminiscing I've been wearing this thing down. Help me pin this bugger before it drives me to suicide from sheer bordom.</em>"<br/><br/>A green eye flickered open in the center of the cloak's hood. It began to pull at the lightsource like a black hole, drawing it in. Tendrils of twisting warp energy lashed out of her form, catching the creature in a web of nightmares. "<em><strong>Listen to me, urchin. You are mine. Mine! I don't care if you live, die, kill, or breath. But you. Will. OBEY!</strong></em>"<br/><br/>((OOC: 1/50 Willpower (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=27227). You read that right. Natural 1 baby! My luck on this mission has been insane!))