[center]Interacting with: [@Dealdric][/center]

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There was only one insult that truly offended a Devil, a unforgivable mistake it was, to be called a demon. For demons were lesser creatures in the eyes of those who sought change. Elaria was different however, she had never been a human who wanted power. Anu had created her directly from her own flesh, a process she had never attempted before. Elaria had been born with a purpose, to transform humans into creatures of greater sin. She would not be taken a fool by a creature so low as this one. 

Her smile changed to that of a blank stare. Did the human really think it had power to deal? Did he really believe trying to threaten an avatar of a God would be a smart idea? Then again, this one reeked of madness. Probably one of Dirka's followers, and even though she and her mistress had made a deal, they had never said anything about it applying to their subordinates. Even if they did, Elaria found herself no longer caring to uphold it. 

There was a certain venom in her whispers as she spoke now, [color=red]"I am not a demon, child of man. Thee wouldst be wise to know the diff'rence between Devils and Demons. Most taketh offense to being called the oth'r, foolish child."[/color] Elaria then floated down closer to Deruga and the mimics. The rain avoided her, forming a pocket of dry air around her body. She was also tall, much taller then Deruga.

[color=red]"Mindlessness, thee say? Thou art not in a position to maketh a deal. Thou are a fool."[/color] she whispered malevolently. [color=red]"Didst thee think thee could threaten me? I am Elaria, child. The Devil of Whispers, an Avatar of mine own mistress. Thee have offended me, and in turn, offended Lady Anu."[/color] The weight in her whispers were powerful. She came closer still, her eyes glowing with hatred.

[color=red]"A deal shall be made, whether willing or not. For Anu is a benevolent Goddess. Listen well, thee shall forfeit thy creatures to Lady Anu, falleth to thy knees and begeth for life. Only then shall thee be forgiven for thy transgression. Fail to do this and thee shall die. Attack and ye shall die. Pick now, mortal."[/color] she spoke, the words coming from her mouth with formality. The man had a choice now, to live or to die. There was little alternatives.