Your will is her will

"I am thy creation and I shall act as thou pleases." The demon said, bowing towards you as she spoke.

She turned to face the village and pulled the robe above her head. You could only see her back but was enough to discern that the demon had an incredible figure. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, something you missed before. Her frame was narrow but she looks as fit as a labourer. There were half a dozen tattoos on her back, a few stylized shapes, some letters from an alphabet you didn't recognize, and a spiral which started on her shoulder that seemed to span her entire body.

The demon pressed the robe close against her body before turning around to face you. "Will my creator be kind to hold’st my robe, if only for a passing moment?" She asked.

You nod your head and she hands you her robe. Eisheth exposes herself to you for only a moment before quickly turning around again. She takes a few steps forward then breathes in deeply. You are not sure what it is, but something white begins to protrude out of the demon's back. Well, two things, each where a shoulder blade should be.

You notice that whatever they are, they are covered in white feathers. The objects grow longer, until they stretch to the arm span of several men. The demon flaps her wings and the ensuing gust of wind almost knocks you over. Eisheth's wings look angelic, much more than anyone would have ever expected a demon's wings to.

The demon begins to beat her wings faster and faster and her feet leave the ground. She keeps ascending upwards until she is soaring 100 feet above the burning village. The harpies stop their mindless screeching and looked towards the demon. Then, with thunderous lungs, the demon screams loud enough that anyone in the valley could hear:

"Demons of the Other, our creator has issues us an order and we are compell’d to follow. We must search every inch of the village and save the lives of all that we can. We must act quickly as time is short and the fire still burns. Thus our creator has command’d and thus it will be."

After finishing her orders, Eisheth glided down and landed gracefully right before you. She bows before you as her wings recede into her back. At first you thought the bow was her showing respect then you realized it was her being modest and hiding her body from you.

"Do you want your robe back?" You offer.

"Yes. My thanks creator" says Eisheth as she takes the robe from you and quickly puts it on.

A swarm of harpies flies over head and into the village. You hear the grunts and roars and shrieks of a plethora of demons already inside the village begin to move about, looking for any survivors.

A cold wave materialized around the village and the flames dimmer as they try to fight it. One by one demons carry survives out of the flames and lay them on the grass in front of the village. There were dozens of survivors in various states of health and conscious by the time you pass out of exhaustion.