"Well you can still fuck her. I don't mind.." It slid Wanda's hands over her body then exaggeratedly licked her bloody lips in a grotesque pantomime of seduction. Giggling darkly to itself, the demon leaned back against the wall and cocked Wanda's head to gaze at Daimon. "Shame about her ssssoul, isn't it? How gallant of you to make promises you can't keep, Hellstorm."" He was correct in assuming it'd been ordered here. The thing was trifling with him, teasing information it was unwilling to divulge.