Gather the beasts of Hell

Ravage remained still, her eyes watchfully following the interloper's movements. If Esperanza intended on watching the show, Ravage would have made room for her in the audience. But as it turned out the black female did not have the same taste for suffering. The smoke colored demoness rose to her feet swiftly when the fresh scent of blood reached her. Golden eyes narrowed in anger and her ears sank against her skull.

"That animal was mine..." She growled, lowering her chin and flashing her fangs. Its soul had been claimed as hers, and now this stranger presumed to steal it. Esperanza had interrupted one of her most sacred rituals; such blasphemy could never be forgiven. Ravage moved forward on long ink colored legs, shrinking the distance between the two of them. "What do you plan on giving me in exchange?" An eye for an eye, as they say.


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