The boy had made changes to her deal. It wasn't unheard of for demons to negotiate but the things he wished for, a sneer crossed her face he spoke. Did he think her a god, Lucifer himself? The shadows in the room roiled as her anger grew. A Shedim and the transference of a host, had this boy lost his mind? Dark smoke rose off her in waves as she slowly took a step towards the boy, pulling her hand back before he could seal the deal with her. She could not make that deal. She did not have the power to do what he wanted and just hearing him mention it made her rage boil. 

“Who-” she began with venom dripping from her voice, taking another predatory step towards him, “who do you think you are, eh boy?” The shadows bled out onto the floor, reaching for her like children grasping at their mother's skirt. “You dare!” She took another step forward, her eyes flaring brightly. Her form shifted as the shadows condensed onto her and she grew, towering over the demon boy. “You lose yourself, child!” Her voice hissed out from the shadows, her form all but lost in the black mass that now towered over the young man. 

“You want a transference of host?” She let out a vicious laugh that echoed off the walls of the apartment before her form came crashing down around him. Shadows crashed and danced around him like he was stuck amidst a raging sea. There was a deep rumbling from the shadows before Agrid appeared before him, her long fingers hovered just over his chest. Her power crackled between the two of them but she didn't allow her fingers to touch him. Instead, she locked her eyes on his and growled. 

“Do you wish for me to rid you of this host? It wouldn't be too hard. I could send both you and this one right to hell and you can start all over again. Is that what you want? A transference of host?” She stepped back from him, slipping once more into the shadows as she pulled them back from around him. They swirled around her like ribbons before they condensed back into her form, a few feet away from the demon boy. “You have what you have. Deal with it and don't ask me to ever do the chore of our lord Lucifer again or I will send you to meet him for your insolence.” 

She felt that she had made enough of a show. Usually, she wasn't one to go and make such a fuss but to be demanded of in such a way, especially things she couldn't possibly hope to do, it made her blood boil. She huffed before she crossed her arms over her chest and locked her eyes on the demon boy again. “I can do the power [i]AFTER[/i] we have acquired it but if you [i]must[/i] have a power increase before we go, I suppose we would track down an angel born for you to feast upon. It would take me no time to find one for you but I cannot and will not go against what was already given to you by Lucifer himself. Do not ask it of me again.” 

She took a seat in the armchair, rubbing her temples with a grumble. She knew this could be a pain but she wasn't aware it would be this much of a pain.