No deal

Aaralon was not trusting this demon, if he made her larger she may grow in power. "I have a better idea, you hand me the bag now, or I'll send you to a place less hospitable than the one from whence I plucked you."

The tar'oth looked shocked "You are an evil evil boy. I'll not give them." The demon looked sadly at Aaralon, her wing drooped. "I did your bidding, now bargain or be done with me than, but I'll not give you these." Her fingers loosened on the bag of red glowing orbs.

"Such an unreasonable little pest. Bring them from the window and we'll negotiate this." Aaralon smiled.

"Uh-uh, you'll simply zap me away." The demon laughed "I was not conjured yesterday. As long as I hold these here we will negotiate, once you give your word I'll bring them in." The demons wings came up in defiance.

While the demon talked Aaralon made several gestures, he than said "Tranfoum naught"

"No" the demon felt the bag dematerialise from her finger tips. "Not fair mortal."

"Nor was holding them a ransom for your demands." Aaralon said holding the bag now. "Now as for you, I can't trust you."

"No please, not back there, I did as you asked, I only wanted my height," Tar'oth swooped down to kneel before Aaralon.

"I'll keep you here for now, but don't defy me again you tiny tar'oth" Aaralon turned his attention back to the bag, he reached inside and pulled out one of the glowing red spheres, setting the bag down. "What form of magic are these?"

Tar'oth smiled evily. "I know from whence they come."