“Take the bitch’s skin and wings but leave her alive so that she may serve as testament to my power.” Commanded Alystaire. “She will forever be bound to this chamber lest some fool release her and then she will be a scourge to all of mankind.”
Aldinach’s putrid eyes filled with delight as she bent to her task reciting ancient and foul words of power that meshed with her razor sharp claws. The screams of Maraziel the deva rang in Alystaire’s ear and he smiled.
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When Aldinach’s work was done the bloody, skinless form of the deva lay writhing on the cold floor of the chamber. Aldinach admired the skin and wings of the deva she now wore like some grizzly courtesan admiring a new gown. The skin hung loose in places and split in others as the devil enjoyed her new prize.
“Go now to the Nine Hells and offer my allegiance to Asmodeus. I offer him my very soul and all I ask in return is power to better serve him.” Said Alystaire.
The fiend squealed in delight and flew from the chamber. The very sight of the creature would turn a lesser man to stone, but not Alystaire. Alystaire felt pride in his power to bend two such powerful creatures to his will, one of the heavens and one of the hells!
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