The djinn was silent as Hazel just seemed to be just shutting in on herself.

"Probably." was her answer. There was no attitude to her voice, or anything. It was merely a statement, an answer. If he were to ask for something, she could most likely help her out a lot, yes. It all depended on what it was that was asked of her - specifically.

"You have but to ask." She added.

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The djinn didn't say anything before just snapping her fingers. Almost immediately, Hazel collapsed into a heap on the floor, unconscious but still very much alive.

"It is done." the djinn stated simply as she cross her arms again.

His wording had been pretty vague, and as a result, she chose how it was down. This was the easiest and most effective. If he wasn't happy with it, he needed to learn how to word things properly.

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Sure enough, she brought her hands up, snapped her fingers, and Chris had a rush of information. If he'd been capable of paying attention to her as that onslaught of info happened, he'd have watched her form be stripped down before her clothes were formed out of the same sand that it seemed was her usual gimmick with magic. However, this time she was wearing something far more sensible. Hip hugger jeans, combat boots, a tank top and a leather vest.

"It is done. You might have a bit of a headache." She told him with a bit of a smirk. That much information all that once? Not likely to be pleasant.

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The djinnd idn't say anything, merely snapped her fingers before nodding.

"It is done." she told him simply.

"Anything else?" She asked, her voice curious, if not a bit scathing. She wasn't happy about anyone having her, but that wasn't anything too surprising. All those like her wanted freedom, it's why they tended to be such assholes. Or at least part of the reasoning.

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"I have a name that you'd likely butcher." She answered plainly.

"However, for those that are not of the same kind of being as I am, I go by Evona." She added.

"Although whomever owns me can call me whatever they wish."

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"That would be entirely your choice." was all Evona said in response to that.

"However, I do believe that there are more immediate concerns that need to be handled." She added after another second or two.

"What do you plan to do about the nexus here?"

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Evona was silent before snapping her fingers. Even Chris felt the mana, the effects from it, as he had for so long been one of her toys. However, he was able to fight it off, and it didn't try too hard with him.

"It is done." She said simply.

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Vanesa stood over her sister, Zeke's sword having been plunged through the younger sisters torso. The nephilim himself was off to the side, barely conscious, and the succubus was unconscious due to Chris' wish, since Vanessa had managed to get her mana into the demon.

"You thought you could kill me." Vanessa stated, ehr voice calm, cocky, cold.

"I thought you cared about what I was doing." She continued as she twisted the blade. It was heavy as could be, but she'd still been able to skewer her sister.

Ashleigh, meanwhile, was completely silent. At first glance, she actually looked like she could have been dead, and the amount of liquid gold that was on her, the floor and her sister certainly helped to show that.

However, she suddenly grabbed Vanessa's ankle with one hand, and the other shot out toward Zeke, her mana traveling across the ground to him. It was the same stuff that her sister used, but not as tight a control. Just enough to get him on his feet again, as she knew they were beaten down rather well.

And she knew she'd need his help with the sword after Vanessa was taken care of.

"I always loved you, Vana..." Ashleigh said quietly before the older sister felt Ashleigh's mana coursing through her, the origin being where her ankle was being held.

"Even if this kills me.... I will see you to your death."

"What!?" Vanessa exclaimed, obviously shocked that her own sister, her own flesh and blood, was willing to kill her. And she knew this would do it.

She staggered back with a laugh, knowing that there would be no chance of Ashleigh surviving.

She couldn't get out of the cloud that would come from her death, after all.

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Ashleigh didn't let out a sound as the sword was removed from her.

"Go. Get Roxie out of here." she said, pain in her voice.

"Get the others." She added.

"Just... Go. I'll take care of myself." there was pain to her words, and definitely a hesitation. She didn't want to do this, but she knew she had to. She'd been too much of a detriment to carry through, as she was sure would be needed.

That attack had grazed her spine, and while she was sure she'd be fine with not large problems regarding it in the future.... it was something that was a thing now. Her lower half was rather numb, but at least she could feel them. Just... not use them, properly.

"Just... please... go. Before she bursts. That cloud will kill anything non-elven."

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"I don't know." Was ashleigh's response.

"I just... could be a nminute, could be ten." She added. "Or anywhere in between."

"No way to rightly tell." she paused here, "Why?"

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Ashleigh was silent before nodding.

"Ok." was all she said, knowing that she was likely to die here. She was ok with it though. She didn't want to, of cours,e but if it happened... well, it was her time. She was willing to accept it, however bregrudgingly.

"Just... do as you need to." She said simply, quietly, weakly. It wasn't hard to tell that the pain was there, the adrenaline that was numbing it was fading, and that the blood loss, along with the abuse, was catching up to her.

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