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Damien watched with rapt interest as the tall, stoic knight with the imp on his shoulder delivered a choice to Firebrand. Then, his lips curled at the mention of Slaanesh. Still affected by the knight's radiant seizure of emotions, Damien focused on logic, and logic told him, shut this a-hole down. He knew of Slaanesh, and hated him with all his being. Chaos was responsible for the random death of his beloved, and the poor, weak light of good had only stood idly by as it happened. He hated good, and he hated chaos. 

Damien clutched the ring on the necklace he normally kept hidden under his clothing and grit his teeth at the servant before them. Magic was already stirring around him as he was detecting the knight's (and imp's) status between living and undead, and whatever answer his spells returned, he would make the thing dead in about 2 seconds. The everpresent chill of the unseen wraith at his command suddenly grew in intensity as the abominable monstrosity manifested into the material plane as a faintly glowing fanged skull, hanging mid-air, its gaze directed at the knight. 

Suddenly, fortunately, Firebrand had already come to his own decision to deny the chaos god's gift. As flame burst into life before him, the wraith readied its ethereal skeletal hands to steal the knight's soul. Damien was glad to see he and the demon-knight were both in agreement, to reject this ambiguous "offering." Or was Damien lustful? Lonesome? Damn these emotions. Damien felt a flash of heat with the orange light that came from Firebrand's attack, and Ozo jumped protectively in front to shield him. The young necromancer, ragged as he was from the knight's aura, took notice of Ozo's selfless act. 

Then, as if out of the blue, a random little girl appeared. Actually, she as a young woman, human looking, and completely devoid of any armor or weapons. Damien had to take his eyes off of the knight, Firebrand, Ozo, and even his own wraith to stare at her in disbelief. Stopping everything, he stared at the new girl. He hadn't seen her coming at all, because she had no soul. To Damien, that was horrifying.