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The two demonesses, surrendered and momentarily powerless are quick to become cooperative, at least to a degree.

"It's hard to bring some of the more powerful creatures out of the Tower Below, takes a lot of energy, this ritual was designed to send a lot of energy to an elite demon to summon it into battle," one of the two answers quickly when asked about the ritual with an amused shrug, taking the opportunity to also shrug her hood off. She has chin length, vibrant blue hair that almost seems to glow. A pair of small, nubby horns sprouting from her forehead just below her hairline. Her skin is a deep pink colour, laced with blood red lines, carving intricate patterns below her eyes that then continue down her cheeks to her chin and then down her neck and presumably continuing down her body. Her lips are painted black and her eyes are the same blue as her hair.

"Normally in an open fight with angels, spending the energy and time to perform one of these rituals wouldn't be worth it, but for a final push it was deemed worth it," the other answers weakly. Take still has her Kusarigama chain around her neck, just not pulled taut at the moment. Her recent almost strangulation clearly having an effect on her as her voice is strained and hoarse.

"If you lost?" the blue haired one echoes and then laughs and gestures to the angel in the sigil who Saffiel has gone over to try and heal and comfort. "More fuel for the ritual... Well at least the two angels. You..." she says turning her head to look at Take, "I imagine Keras would have claimed you, but if I had my way... I think the two of us could have had a lot of fun. You'd have enjoyed it, eventually," she suggests and Take glares at her. Malphiel lets out a slow exhalation of pleasure as the idea of being used like the angel in the sigil passes through her mind.

When asked about the commander of the demonic forces overall the answer comes quickly. "Laifell is and will be for all time the Abyss' military commander. Even if she wasn't one of the strongest Archdemons and a brilliant commander, seeing one of their own corrupted and defiled, fighting for the enemy has a major effect on the enemies morale," the strangled one hisses.

"Laifell is an angel?" Take asks surprised.

"Was..." Malphiel quickly responds.

"A proud an arrogant bitch, she challenged the Abyss directly and got herself beaten so thoroughly she ended up joining the enemy. It's one of the Tower Below's proudest moments and just the sight of her broken and twisted wings fills demons with pride and amusement," Blue states with a grin and then tilts her head, "our immediate superior? The commander of our specific **** was the cocky bitch who was just here. Her name is Keras. If I had to guess she retreated back to her fucking throne, leaving us to die," she says and gestures to the black temple.

"The artillery is up on that hill. Highest vantage point after all," Strangled answers as if the question and therefore the people asking it are stupid and her tone suddenly shifts as Take responds by tightening the chain threateningly, "Gh... Fucking... Sorry fine... Yeah it's on the hill. As I suggested the higher vantage point makes it easier to aim for faraway targets. The hill was until fairly recently highly contested ground as it is the highest ground on the battlefield," she explains, the insulting tone gone from her voice, though replaced with a grudging hatred.

"The Nephilim? We know as much as your angel friends would. It's an abomination, not demon, not angel, in service to neither the Tower Above or Below, it slaughters all it sees and well..." Blue starts and then hesitates and smiles at Take, "it's pretty obvious right. It's not really here for us. It's just here to be an obstacle for you, it's connection to us is at best thematic. The pain it inflicts on both sides is at best the Tower Proper just having some fun at our expense or a complete afterthought," she says with a shrug.

"Names?" Strangled echoes and then laughs, "you're just going to kill us? Why would you care?" she asks.

"Mine," Blue interrupts with a shrug, pronouncing it Mee Nay, "I mean if they want our names it's not like it hurts whether or not they intend to kill us," she answers when Strangled gives her a confused look. Strangled looks conflicted then shrugs.

"Themia," she answers.

"Work... For the Chosen?" Mine repeats and then shrugs, "Look in general I will work for or with anyone who lets me have fun, but let me be clear here. I am a loyal soldier of the Tower Below. I would, and I say this with full honestly, rather die than serve even tangentially with the Tower Above or any of it's holier than thou, we know best and everyone must do as we command, servants!" she responds bluntly.

Themia nods her agreement.

"What could we provide for the chosen?" Well I can promise we're more fun than her current companions would be" Mine says with a shrug.

"Also I'm pretty sure I could turn her into a cumming mess with two fingers and three minutes," Themia states and then yelps as Take tightens the chain again. "Ow fuck, take a joke, slut!" Themia growls. This statement leads to slightly more prolonged **** that drives Themia to the ground, clutching at the chain before Take relents, leaving Themia panting heavily.

"Why should we let you live?" Mine repeats and looks up at the sky, "In all honesty I can't give you a reason. I should lie, tell you there's all manner of things I could do or would do if you spared me, but I just can't muster the care. Kill me, don't kill me it barely matters. If I don't die today, I'll probably die sometime later at the hands of someone else. I'm a foot soldier in a war zone with an average life expectancy of maybe a week if you're lucky," she says.

Themia stares at Mine and then speaks, "If it's all the same to the rest of you... I'd rather not die still. I can't offer you much, since when you leave here there's no telling if we'd ever meet again and anything I already have on me you could just take from my... Corpse," she says weakly, "but uh... I mean I could probably offer something? If you want something... As long as it's not betraying the Tower Below that is I'll gladly give it in return for my life," she offers.

Saffiel comes over with the angel carried in her arms, ****. She's in worse shape than was immediately apparent. Her arms are broken along with her wings having been torn off. She's been healed, but it's clear her arms and wings are beyond recovery. "I'm for just killing both of them," Saffiel says.

Malphiel nods, "we still need to kill at least one more anyway," she says with a shrug.

Themia swallows, "If... If you are going to kill me at least... At least don't strangle me to ****. Make it quick," she begs.

Take seems thoughtful and then releases the chain. Themia gasps as she feels the chain release, but her relief and confusion are short lived as she feels the blade of the Kusarigama stab into her skull. Her right eye closes to half lid and twitches for a few moments before the blade is pulled free and she plummets face first into the dirt. Beside her on the ground a challenge gear appears and Take grabs it.

"Themia..." Mine mutters and then sighs and spreads her arms. Take steps away from Themia and towards Mine, "at the very least I can take some solace here," she says before Take slashes the kusarigama across her throat. Mine drops to her knees clutching at her neck. **** as blood fills her throat and then collapses face down on the ground as well.

"Huh... I wonder what it was she was taking solace from?" she asks with some trepidation.

"Hardly matters now," Saffiel says, "if we're going to attack the Artillery directly now though we should do something about this woman," Saffiel says hefting the angel upwards slightly in her grip before suddenly letting out a pained cry and dropping to her knee as the angel slips from her grasp. Her arm falling limp at her side, her hand moving to the glowing wound from the dagger which has begun to emit twisted vine like tendrils from the wound that squirm underneath her suit.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 90%

Equipment: Kitsune Mask (shattered), black leather dress (Torn), fishnet bodysuit (torn), Silk chest wrap (Shredded), silk panties (punctured), Thick leather armor (-2, shredded reduced to -0 until repaired), Biker's armor (-1), Kusarigama (-3), Ninjato(-3), 3xKunai, 1xSmokebomb, 1xGrenade, 8xCaltrops, black catsuit.

Inventory: A smooth pretty stone, A blood red whip, Slutty dress, Animate Golem Spellbook, creepy potion, angelic key, winged key, The Horned Helmet, The Crushers, vial of semen, 2xChallenge gears.

Status Effect:

Spells known: Cloak (Lvl 1, mastered, Mana Cost: 10%)

**** Lance (Lvl 1, mastered, Cost: 15%)

Fetish: Submission Lvl 1

Oral Lvl 1.

Party: Malphiel

Malphiel Health: 100%

Malphiel Mana: 100%

Malphiel Equipment: Cracked Visor, Chainmail Body Suit (-4).

Malphiel Spells Known: Angelic Rays (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 20%), Heavenly Soothing (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 25%), Retribution (Lvl 1, Unmastered, cost: 100%, unusable, triggers automatically at 0% hp if Malphiel has enough Mana to trigger it).

Malphiel Status Effect: Broken Wings. Combat level lowered to Medium, cannot fly.

Touch of Corruption. Maximum Mana and Health set to half of normal. Loses access to God's Light, God's Judgment and Divine Grace.

Addicted to sex. More easily aroused and more willing to engage in all manner of sexual activity regardless of context.

Third Floor Gear Challenge: Kill 10 demonic or angelic forces before leaving the floor. Nephilim does not count as either. The commander of either army only counts as 1. Completed