[Asasiah]

Amaymon smirked as he looked at Cain, he held no fear for the being and he was growing tired of this silly game.

"We will show you who the 'Cur' is here, Cain. In the end, you will bow at our feet!" Her voice echoed in the Basilica, now sounding both of Asasiah and Amaymon. She glanced toward Asmodai raising her hand, her sword flew back into it. Purple and red flame swirled around the blade. She began her approach as ethereal wings, one black and the other white, sprouted from her she rose her arm to shield her from the onslaught of rock and ruin, each one crumbling to pieces as it hit her. Terrible power began to seep from her in waves, no one could of guessed that she was hiding so much. Or perhaps she hadn't been, this must have been what she was meant to be.

"Come Asmodai, it is time we ended this."