"Gah!" Lorelai was hit but barely stumbled. Lawrence pulled himself from the ground with a grin, glancing at Galen.

"What now, my Queen?" Lawrence asked Lorelai. 

Lorelai sneered and gave a fierce smile. "Time for some guests, Lawrence. It's a party after all." She walked in the direction of the ballroom, her veins turning black and her sabre, now dark, in her hand.

Lawrence bowed and turned to Galen with a chuckle. "Sorry old man, but the Queen commands a REAL party." 

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Fiery summoning circles appeared on the ground and two large demons separated Galen from Lawrence. "Enjoy that, my old friend." He then followed after Lorelai.

In the ball room the party was in full swing. Lorelai walked with purpose, smiling with dark intent. "Come out dear Harlot Queen. Allow me to wretch the unborn child from your womb." Her sabre glowed with a sickly, green light and black inky tendrils seemed to bind it to her arm.