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[h3][center][i][color=orangered]Suparna Wolgen[/color][/i][/center][/h3]

That which said [i]'I Am'[/i] looked upon the assembled masses of demons marching toward doom and glory without a care. It wasn't like death held any permanence in this Nexus they called their battlefield, but they still fought all the harder to evade it nonetheless. Being a hive of creatures joined under two bodies in a sort of direct democracy left her rather desensitized to the idea of dying, but there was always her pride to consider. 

[color=orangered]"So much to do, so much to eat, and so very little time to do it all...Chirada, was this valley always so noxious?"[/color] The Corpse Puppet bearing the likeness of a once proud angel shuddered in the still air, an affirmation in the negative. A physical or verbal response between the two was entirely unnecessary, but Suparna liked the sound of her own voice dearly.  [color=orangered]"I see...hmm, the acidity in the air must be from that then. An enterprising demon from the taint of it."[/color] 

It was difficult not to scowl at the sea of roses below, warping the land in ways that would leave it unusable for Suparna to feast upon the dead without suffering for her troubles. As Suparna chewed on a hunk of meat that belonged to a lesser demon who would no longer be participating in the battle, it couldn't be said that hunger was her primary concern but it was the opportunity to [i]feast[/i] that she had wanted amidst the valley that she desired, and now found herself denied. The incessant backstabbing amongst demons could prove itself infuriating, even if Suparna had eaten a far share of her detractors for doing far less than this, but this development wouldn't spoil the entire meal. Undoubtedly the Elicitor itself was filled to the brim with crunchy Machina, ripe for Infestation along with the great Fortress itself. Suparna had it in her mind to paint the Elicitor in her colors and claim it for the demons intact, a nice perch to look down upon the world while plotting her ascension to the Heavens above.

For now though it was time for a literal ascension in altitude, Chirada opening down the middle of it's chest to reveal the bones and innards crawling with larva, maggots, and rather alarming tentacles for further restraint. The Lolita approached and slipped her arm between the ribs to hold herself in place, an unspoken command that sent the corpse puppet rocketing into the air with the Elicitor as it's target. They had hoped to fly above the mist and evade the poison completely, but the Angel choose then to attack the fortress and revealed their aerial superiority. Chirada was forced to fly low, skimming above the demon army to avoid the interest of the Anti-Air guns as well as the Valkyries engaged in pitch battle. 

They would have flown straight to their target and infiltrated the lower decks amidst the chaos, but Suparna couldn't help but notice a familiar, voluptuous form leaping into the air as though calling for a ride. Her displeasure with the current state of affairs abated after finding Fran, the succubus Suparna found to be very agreeable company and wasn't so simple as to think she could dominate the Queen of Carrion with her sexuality alone. Puppet and Lolita zoomed in close to the succubus before Suparna reached out and snatched her arm out of the air, pulling her aboard with the aid of a few tendrils from Chirada.

[color=orangered]"You should have called if you were so desperate for a lift. I left a few of my kin on you for a reason you know."[/color] Suparna chided as they accelerated past the army and approached the Elicitor. [color=orangered]"I'm not even going to ask where you want to be dropped off, so happy hunting and if you take a few extra alive I can add them to Chirada~"[/color]

Nearly at their target, the Corpse Puppet rose sharply and the both of them released their hold upon Fran to fling the axe wielding demon straight into the throng of landed angels in order to fulfill her carnal desires. Chirada spread its wings wide to halt their acceleration and shower the upper deck with a rain a maggots to ravage the wounded before devouring them from within. Meanwhile the pair settled themselves down upon a lower catwalk, ignored as that monstrous Grafdakka drew the eye of all Angel, so they could infiltrate the Elicitor and feast to their heart's content.