Perhaps it was irony perhaps that Esperia who had ascended to the role of a Demon Queen had been influencing her followers to develop a more virtuous nature. Certainly, demons were destructive beings by nature, but it seemed her influence made them more inclined to turn that nature toward a greater purpose, one she saw as a justified one.
She wanted to turn demonkind from a force that existed only to plague and corrupt Earthland, into a proper species. One that could possibly even coexist among the other races in Earthland.
So to hear that the divine protectors of the Lucent, the followers of Illumin who her family had served for countless generations had deemed her a threat that should be eliminated without a second thought? It was enough to cloud her mind with anger.
And even then, as her anger and rage were overflowing not a sign of it was visible on her expression or her mannerisms after that initial outburst. One might wonder if she had taken Alisa's lessons about being a 'classy' Lewdling to heart, or if rather than controlling her anger, she was expressing it through these lecherous actions?
Even as the Seraphim were corrupted by her very actions she did nothing to stop it, nor did she feel anything about it. Even as she drained the very essence of their soul from their bodies, she simply felt the delight that came from the sensations of draining someone.
The first Seraphim to fall was the first one to die, having indulged too much in the pleasures and sins Esperia had provided her, the last drops of her soul had left her being and her body became a soulless husk, just a beautiful puppet if anything else.
WC: 328
Total WC: 328/1500