"Don't...don't speak as if you and Zendra are one and the same!" Ariel held the knife to this new creature's throat, her gaze trying to avoid the demon's obvious cleavage. "You....you messed with my powers! With my kill! My prey! I would never tire of Zendra! I serve her eternally! But....she's not pure. She won't be....with you living in her."

Pressing the knife closer to her throat, Ariel's red eyes were filled with rage and insanity. "I summoned you to kill you. Then Zendra won't suffer because of you. But before I do, I want to know everything. Why are you here? Why are you residing in my beloved Zendra?"

Another giggle escaped her lips, harsh and uncaring. "Really, I shouldn't care, but you've actually gone and peaked Death's interest. I suppose I should reward you by at least listening to your pathetic tale."

The knife was held at bay, ready to strike down if anything happened. "Now tell me....why do you corrupt my innocent Zendra?"