Demons won't let me sleep

These demons could be a form of godliness? Kerrigan mulled over the thought for a moment, somewhat curious on the matter. She cocked her head off to the side as she stared at Archon blankly. "What you say may indeed be true... However, if that is the case, would it be wise to beckon his call?" She paused, considering what Archon had said previously regarding the Fallen God and making others feel his wrath... Could the voice be that of Archon's god?

She gave an idle flick of her tail as she motioned to move closer to the point that they were within reach of one another. Her pale nostrils wavered as she took in his intoxicating musk. With a hushed tone, she proposed a riddle to him. "Would your Fallen One be keen to promote dominance and fuel aggression towards others, nephilim? If so... Do you believe it to be possible that I could be useful as his vessel?" A low, content purr vibrated within her vocal chords as she would dare to graze his cheek with her muzzle before drawing back.