Hell would have to freeze over before Claire would even consider begging for her life. Still – she’d been running from death her entire life – this wasn’t any different. She knew how to take a beating & come out on the living end of the fight. Even when her punches just wouldn’t land.

She could tell he was angry. Claire would focus on finding a way to use that – maybe he’d slip up – and she could find a way out of this situation. “I’ll take worse over dead any day.” She spit at his feet, blood mixed with saliva. “Besides, is this the best you’ve got?”

_{“Do you know what it’s like, being trapped in your own body, but unable to effect the world around you?” A slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments, “I could elaborate on the subject, but I have a feeling that you’ll have some… intimate experience with it soon enough.”}

_{Not that Ky’lar would ever do such a thing, but some of the demons he knew would —- just have to give them the right incentive and they would possess anyone just for sport. “So, the real question is are you going to try that again?”}