<div class="floatright">(http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/2125/duskq.jpg)</div><br/>Not really waiting for the others, Promise kept on walking towards the tombs, but she made one more glance back towards the Exalts assembled at the wall.  It confused her a little that they were so puzzled.  Demons were creatures of torture and perverse delights; it made only perfect sense that they wouldn't try to snuff out the humans just yet.  A quick and painless death was a mercy, one which the infernal forces rarely knew how to grant.  Only madness came from a prolonged existence, and she expected the demons would keep that insanity burning through these people for as long as possible.<br/><br/>Perhaps the Exalts didn't understand.  She wasn't sure if it would have made any sense to her if not for the cacophany grinding through her mind hour after hour, day after day.  Of course,<em>they</em>wanted her to simply put the town to a swift death, and that wasn't something that she wanted to do either.  Infernal torture was one thing, but if she could put up with the perpetual agony of simply continuing to live, other people could probably handle it as well.