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The Room

*Karma watches Tiaz take his children, and sends smoke into their nostrils while he claims each one of them*
Begone mortal.
*The familiar waits for him to leave before reforming into her demon form, and she heads towards the path that the girl came from*

The Room

*There is silence for a moment before Karma growls, the sound vibrating off the cave walls*
Mercy is a curse. If I was not on a leash, I would watch your life fade as your body was crushed by rocks. Run, while I am still content with my kills.

*Lecter lifts his head up with a groan, and looks around the forest. All he sees is the arm of the creature, his gun, and both of their blood*
*He stands up groggily and shakes his head, faintly registering that he's back in his human form*
Lecter: I'll see you dead.
*As he goes to reclaim his gun, he hears a faint echo of laughter, but he's unsure if it's his imagination working against him, or reality*

The Room

*The smoke continues to thicken, practically wrapping around Tiaz*
Take a guess. I hate discourtesy, mortal. And you, you have been very rude.
*The final word is practically spat out, and the smoke turns even darker with it*

The Room

*Karma reforms behind the woman and quickly stabs through the back of her neck*
I said I would be back. I'll have to wait to see if you taste like your brother, however.
*The Devil fades back into smoke, content with watching the girl die from the shadows*

The Room

*Karma keeps sucking the blood from Togan, greedily drinking him dry*
*The werelord hits her skull, and she fades into smoke*
Hide girl, or die with your slavers.
*The voice seems to come from nowhere specific in the room, like smoke itself*

The Room

*As Karma's hand gets forced off of Togan's throat, it slashes across his Adams apple, and the Devil smiles*
How do you taste?
*Karma lunges forwards and tries to bite down on Togan's neck, her teeth elongating into fangs as she goes*

The Room

*Karma squeezes Togan's throat, her claws cutting through his skin*
Choke on the smoke, or on your blood. Either way, it is by my hand.
*The familiar gets hit in the ribs, breaking them, but she retains her grip*
*Her other hand slashes at Togan's thigh, aiming for his femoral artery*

The Room

*Karma shifts into her humanoid form and smiles coldly at the sleeping man*
*The smoke in the room seems to thicken and turn black*
I'm going to watch you choke. To see the life leave your eyes.
*Karma reforms next to the man, taking advantage of the smoke, and raises a clawed hand over his throat*

The Room

*Lecter slowly rises to his feet, his free hand covering his wound. Anger is in his gray eyes as he stares at Be'lak, and his grip tightens on his blade*
Lecter: You will die, Be'lak.
*Be'lak cocks his head slightly, his features hidden by his hood*
You address me by name. Why not by who I am to you? Accept what you are.
*Lecter grimaces and takes a step towards Be'lak, wincing as he does so*
Lecter: You are a monster to me. A beast.
*Be'lak snorts at Lecter's comment, watching him with amusement as the Devil Hunter lunges forward. Be'lak moves forwards as well, grabbing Lecter by his wrist to catch the blade, and his other hand wraps around Lecter's throat*
Then what does that make you?
*Be'lak give an ugly laugh as he throws Lecter into a tree, and the Devil Hunter's head slumps forwards*
Still weak. You have to be strong, Lecter. Your life demands it.

*Karma slows her approach, staying to the shadows as she makes her way through the cave*
*As the familiar moves, she seems to blend with the shadows, literally becoming one with them*

The Room

*Lecter remains slumped over while his body undoes the damage done to him*
Lecter: Better not be dead...
*The Devil Hunter groans as the armored figure, Be'lak, steps into his peripheral vision*
Outdone by a simple Visitor. You disappoint your heritage, Lecter.

*Karma follows Mergoux's blood trail, her sense of smell guiding her easily through the woods, and towards the mountains*