Deanna wanted to get up, but every muscle in her body was screaming in pain. She looked over at the other side of the room. Splintered chairs and broken glass covered the floor and underneath it all hopefully Travis was still alive.

More importantly though was the hulking figure of the Minotaur that stood between Deanna and wherever Travis was, its gaze fixed down on Deanna’s prone body, the floor in front of it wet with the large drips of saliva that ran off the sides of its mouth. Deanna tried pushing herself off the floor with one arm, but a sharp jolt of pain caused the arm to collapse under her, dropping her back down.

“No…badge…” the Minotaur growled, his eyes narrowing as he ripped the remainder of his shirt off his body, “No…live…”

From her position on the reception desk, Noriko watched with a bored expression on her face, her tail keeping a steady beat on the side of the faux wood. “I think we’re done here” she pushed herself off the desk as she slowly sauntered over to Deanna.

“This was fun for a while, but I have better things to do” she said as her tail slithered in front of her, wrapping itself around Deanna’s neck. Deanna tried to pull the appendage off of her, but she had run out of strength long before now. Slowly she was pulled from her position on the floor by her neck, her face quickly turning red as she struggled for air. Soon she hung inches from the ground, her vision going bleary as Noriko maintained the same lazy smirk. She got lucky when the tail lowered her a bit, allowing her to take in a large gulp of air, but still not letting her move from her spot.

“Do you know, when they gave me this position I thought it was some passive middle finger because of who I am” her smirk turned into a slight sneer, “Can you imagine how frustrating it is to talk to people about the dangers of sexual harassment every day?”

She pulled Deanna closer, now only inches away from her face. “If I had to watch that harassment video one more time, I thought I’d level this building myself. Luckily your little group of recruits proved far more useful than the rest.”

The demon reached over, tracing a finger down Deanna’s jawline. Deanna tried to wiggle free, but it was no use. Noriko’s finger felt scorching hot, and as much as Deanna hated the demon in front of her, the longer her finger stayed on her skin, the more attractive she became.

“Now, you’re either going to tell me how you managed to pull all that power from the Nether and kill those guards or I’ll have Sam rip every limb from your friend’s body.”

Deanna tilted her head to look past Noriko, the large Minotaur had already turned around and was lumbering to the pile of debris that Travis was currently under.

“Now, which will it be?” Noriko asked, a sickeningly sweet smile on her lips.