Bubbling black ichor burst forth from the demon's mangled neck, now a mess of twisted sinew and gore; it crumpled into a limp heap alongside its kin.
"That was," Remi, Succubus Princess of all the Nine Hells, was hot-faced with arousal, "amazing!" The inflictor of such harrowing brutality, Zalidrel looked upon his bloody works and scoffed. Though he was a towering mess of blood stained steel driven by a sole desire to end the succubus' life, even he was perplexed by Remi's excited attitude; the petite demoness continued.
"All of my guards, killed, and so quick too! You must be really strong, mister!" From her obsidian throne, Remi pranced into the fray and left only a marginal divide between the hulking paladin and herself, "could you show me how you did that? To them," she pointed towards the small pile of fresh demon carcasses playfully, "I bet it hurt a lot!"
This, was not what Zalidrel had in mind while fighting through the bowels of hell. Regardless of her lofty title as 'princess', this child posed no real threat; a sheer hatred pushed him to oblige. In a flash, the paladin's gauntleted hand collided with the rather cute succubus' skull; a sickly *CRACK* echoed throughout the throne room. Remi's head spun like it was on a swivel and Zalidrel presumed her to be dead before her lithe form even hit the ground; this was not the case.
"W-Wow! T-That feels great, mister," as her neck quickly mending itself, Remi sputtered not in pain but unadulterated ecstasy, " Again?" Mere seconds after Zalidrel had presumably killed her, the Princess of Pain was back to normal; better than normal, really. Her smooth little cunt was already slick with excitement, "Pwease?"
This 'child' was a truly frightening anomaly. Zalidrel felt nothing but disgust and contempt; he would kill this hell spawn. Much to his ignorance, Remi wasn't going to go down that easy, and her fun was just beginning.