Gwen gasped, her body tensed. The Demon Lord had disappeared before her eyes and suddenly he was there, behind her. His arms circled her waist, she blushed. No man, well in this case creature had touched her that way in a long time and her body was very pleased. Inwardly she scolded herself for it; she had no time for pleasure. 

For a moment her mind went blank before she felt his breathe against her ear, sending her nerve endings into high gear. Suddenly her hands began to vibrate with power; her hands had sparks of red coming from them. Is this the power he spoke of she thought, her eyes narrowed, she felt the power seeping into her skin, into her very core. She felt strong, looking at the lights far off into the distance; some were green, blue or yellow.

He explained what each meant, then her line of vision shifted, a ship was sinking and Gwen’s heart skipped a beat, she was scared until she saw a woman, oh my god that women was her! In the most amazing dress she had ever seen. She had saved the people from the waves and had placed the out of harm’s way. Gwen felt her heart ease it’s squeezing, and then the vision changed again. From a courtroom and her being the only judge of truth and men finally recognizing her talents and accepting her. After this vision came another of her conducting demons to build her a palace on a hill, in peace. Gwen let out a small sigh; she enjoyed her privacy and had long dreamed of living somewhere of serene design.

 Next a long table, a table made up of humans and demons alike all staring at another well dressed Gwen, her dress much more beautiful than the first. They all appeared to be under her supervision and seemed to obey her. The throne was magnificent. It was her palace and hers alone. All but one Demon though, appeared to be out of place, he was handsome, his jaw line strong and cheekbones well placed, his nose had a slight dip but was perfect. His eyes a charming shade of blue, his skin was as pale as new fallen snow. His hair short and dark, messy but only slightly, he was magnificent. The only thing giving him away was his size and the two horns protruding from his temples and his eyes, they had a glow to them, almost like-.

Then the vision started to dissipate as Ar’khash’s voice cut through it. His breathe heating her ear made her squirm a bit. His body was strong and his arms were as well. This could prove to be a problem her inner thoughts speaking. 

Taking a moment to look at her hand again, the red sparks were still there. She flicked a finger and watched as a lab coat caught fire. She jumped, her body brushing up against the Demon lords. She groaned and pulled away from him. 

“Alright fine, so let’s just say I agree to help you, and you give me all that you have shown me and more, because that should be the tip of the iceberg. You said a resource you intend to cultivate, what do you truly intend to do once you have some sort of control on our fragile world?” Her game face was back and her body was finally calming down again. Her hand on her hip again she waited.