Location Havershel Estate [hr] [@Click This][@AzureKnight] “S-sorry…when dad gets real mad like that he-he…he usually just locks himself in the private vault until he calms down…” The boy replied. “L-last time he didn’t he…w-well he gets really scary…” The whip-like long metal cords would clang against Lucrecia’s new blessed blade, earning a small squawk of surprise from the demon lord. It was just long enough for Madeline to make a move, slamming the butt of her halberd right into Camio’s chest. A flourish as she’d spin the weapons blade over her head, poised to cleave the demons face right in twain - “AGH-!” Madeline screamed in pain, the weapon stopped short from impacting. Metallic spears ripping right through several parts on her body. “Madeline!” “Fools, unaware of what I am capable of, I should pity your ignorance.” His voice was deep, rumbling and low. The spell that Cassandre and Madeline had used to temporarily pause the metallic bolts that were his feathers had ceased. He had anchored them into the ground behind them, and instead made them grow back towards him, forming numerous spears which were now impaling Madeline. “Y-you…bastardo…” “Haa…looks like I got here just in time - Soul Art: Judgment.” Camio’s eyes widened. Almost imperceptibly to everyone there was a brief image of chains forming around Camio’s body, his body ceasing any movement. “Hmph…lets see…I think this should be appropriate for you, Lord Havershel,” Livia calmly walked past Cassandre and Polina, passing a small wine glass to Lucrecia as she did so. “Soul Art: Conflagrate.” All at once Camios body erupted into fire - the same colored flame that Lucrecia had seen Livia produce that day her introduction to magic began. He howled, screaming in agony as his entire body burned. “Now then, Lord Havershel…how about you leave my dates alone-” “To the…five hells with you, you witch-” “Hm…why do they always have to be so…masochistic?” Livia raised a single finger, Camio’s body still burning brightly. “Soul art: Fracture.” Camio’s body exploded. That was the only way to describe it. But not in the literal sense of the word. It was more like all the magic and power in his body simply decided to break all at once, causing the demon lords skin, body, bones and everything to fracture and break. “D-dad!” The boy in Polina’s arms tried to wiggle free, running over to the now very unconscious demon lord. “Cassandre, Polina, Lucrecia. You need to get to the infiltration team. If my understanding of the situation is accurate, then Cassandre, they’re going to need you. I’ll stay here and look after the boy and Madeline.” [hr] [@VitaVitaAR][@Pyromania99] “Eeeeh? None of that tasteless slop! I crave human flesh!” Xivi harrumphed. “It better be some of that super tasty bread though…what’s the word…garlin? Garmin? Whatever, it better be that!” Xivi rebutted, just to watch Eliz go and run towards Xrael. The other demon looking on with mild disbelief. “OI! Stupid! You’re gonna get killed!” She’d shout after Eliz. In turn, Xrael smirked, and didn’t seem to put up much of a fight when Eliz tackled her, arms pinned to the ground as Eliz would proclaim her victory. “Oh, I’m being pinned by a pipsqueak. Whatever will I do.” The demon laughed, far too jovial for this turn of events to be anything bad for it. “Hey you stupid!” Xivi once more shouted after her. “Our family's trick is ‘Corrosion’ Or decay, whatever the hell you wanna call it! Her fire burns you from the inside out if it touches you!” Xrael smirked up at Eliz as Xivi said this, the demons crimson fire slowly starting to cover the entirety of the possessed womans body! “Lets see how this pretty shell of yours takes to being burned from the inside out, runt-” “Yoink!” Before the flames could consume the both of them, Eliz would find herself being yanked by Lyssa, pulling her off the other demon. Xivi seemed mildly surprised that Lyssa had moved quite so fast, but the pink haired maid would toss Eliz a few feet away, coming to a halt next to her. “Waaah…this isn’t good, is it?” “I can put out any fire she makes.” Xivi responded with a huff. “At least stop it from getting out of hand or spreading to ridiculous levels.” As Xivi spoke, Xrael was getting to her feet, crimson flames engulfing her body, a protective barrier around herself as it would start to also spread from where she was standing. “Kat you know any spells for this? We just need to...restrain her somehow." Lyssa glanced to the side, seemingly considering something. “How cute.” The possessed womans tone had taken a much more guttural, savage inflection with a deep, rumbling laugh. “What's the matter, daughter of the scale? Are you going to let a little fire stop you? Are you that weak?” Orbs of crimson flame appeared from Xrael's body, multiplying and expanding before all launching themselves towards the group, exploding into fire upon impact. The only potential good news from this, however, is that the dolls Katherine dispatched to collect the Idol were seemingly able to unimpeded for now, Xrael completely forgetting about it or simply ignoring it for now.