As Allura steps away Volkran steps forward once more keeping within her personal space, noticing it was enough to cause at least a small amount of discomfort. "Well now." The demon speaks with a smile. "There's probably a lot of things you should know, but this is probably most important." He leans in towards Allura making the space between them minimal before stating, "Though this story teller will take its payment before it does its telling." The demon spoke quietly before, without warning, kissing the angel on the cheek. The demon staggered backwards from the immense burning sensation it caused as he wipes his lips with the back of his left hand as he says with a chuckle. "Wow angel, that skin of yours really does pack a punch." If Volkran could imagine what it were to feel like, he would think that it would be like a mortal trying to kiss a raging fire. His eyes flicker red before taking a further step back and resting his right and on the hilt of his sword. "Now now... don't do anything you'll regret, you should trust your instincts more, but you did ask for an answer..."

The demon clears its throat ready to say its piece, though could it really be trusted? Volkran thinks for a moment as though trying to phrase what he wanted to say before starting. "So let me tell you a Story, one of a Hero once bold, and a Town that would not do as its told. The Villain of this story? A Demon they say, could it be the one that stands before you today?" Volkran winks as if to try and provoke Allura before continuing. "But this town hid the Demon, and they hid him well, one that was disowned by Heaven and spat out from Hell. When our Hero arrived they all refused to speak, claiming the Hero was simply to weak. For their cooperation was forced and sworn to not end, for to the Demons will they'd always bend. This response brought forth an anger buried for years, revenge blinded this Hero to friends once sincere. So he swore them a week before it'd be too late, a week came and went they'd sealed their own fate." Volkran let out a sigh before continuing. "He returned a week later in his rage still consumed, he was merely shunned and provoked by those that pretended confused. So he called forth a magic that he knew they all feared, and their pleads for mercy just fell on deaf ears. For his mind was gone and the contract was signed, pure evil swept through and left nothing behind. Though he never knew it they tried to confess, in the week he was gone the demon had left." Volkran pauses for a moment taking his eyes off of Allura before looking to her once again. "Time has run short, so the story must too, though as I look in your eyes I'm sure [i]they[/i] told you." Volkran smiles yo Allura as he moves his hand away from the hilt of his sword. "This will probably hurt. You should be careful with what you do next, wouldn't want to hurt your friend."

As Volkran finishes his sentence an unseen force hits Allura's back although the level of force seemed almost insignificant. However the next body it hits is Akira's, the force of the impact knocking the body like a thrown rag doll as it hurls Akira's body back out into the hallway landing on his front. "He was right, that was painful." Akira states as he struggles with the basic concepts of movement, his thoughts needing to readjust to being back in a body. He shakingly pushes himself up from the floor, looking forward to see the door Open. "Allura?... Allura are you alright?" Akira calls out assuming the worst may of happened in his absence if Volkran had got inside the room there was no telling what he may have done. He pulls himself to the doorway, the idea of getting up and walking at this time would of been far to complicated, when he see's Allura within he lets out a sigh of relief before turning himself over onto his back. At least Volkran hadn't managed to harm her in anyway that he could notice, that was at least a small victory there. Of course Akira knew nothing of their conversation, to his knowledge Volkran may have spent the whole time trying to get into the room.