~No,~ Desiree attempted to correct Mahret’s thinking. ~I meant they can’t kill you for real. You still exist. I can still summon you. So, you’re not really dead. Anyway, you’re nearly as tall as I am, I think you can scare most demons over there.~
Desiree then leaned in to lick the back of Kalysto’s neck. “Mmmm…,” the young woman murmured. “I suppose you might. However, I think I’ll go ahead and threaten you with erotic touches anyway.”