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"I know, I know." And the blood set afire, as well as the corpse, but no fabric set on fire, and the floor was clean as well. There were no ashes left. This is the destroyer's flame; it can completely remove a object from existence. The scent and all traces of Hilernya were gone from the room, even her blood that had speckled Rhig's skin in places had flamed up and was gone without any burn marks.
"All clean." She said blandly, and sat up, the blankets pulling around her body. "Have fun slaughtering the rebels." Rhi said with a smirk.
But outside, young Svaren had been wandering around and a few demons tried to kick him aside so they could continue jostling to the front where the huge imposing doors were. Svaren, without a single ounce of emotion, began to tear these people limb from limb. Some of them screeched in agony as he froze the very blood in thier veins, or froze the fluid around thier brains, and slowly made their skin so brittle that it shattered and muscle was left exposed to the open air.
Yes. Svaren was a little monster, but there was still plenty of people left for Lucifer to contend with when he got there.
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