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He thought for a moment, and nodded.

"I may need your help for your son." he told her.

"Demon physiology is... weird." he muttered. "Nephilim DNA even more so." he sighed.

"But... we'll start with Jordan first." he said, looking at the stains and figuring that they were affected via skin contact, so skin contact would be the best way to counter it.

With that, they set to work, and a vial of bright yellow liquid was produced about 5 minutes later.

"Let's do this." he said, filling a dropper with it, and then proceeding to drop the mixture on all the exposed 'stains' he could find.

"If this works, we should see an immediate change." he told Lilim.

"Of course." he responded as they walked towards the room in question. Once they stepped in, he paused and looked at the two that were there... shaking his head a little, afterwards.

"Yeesh." he mumbled, but then looked more closely as he stepped closer.

"...these... look like... stains?" he commented, seeing discolouring on their skin. Well, on the skin that was exposed.

"This might be tricky." he told Lilim. "This looks like a very potent extract." he said further.

"But, I DID come prepared."

"Ah, right." he responded, grabbing the plant in question.

"And cool, thanks." he said.

"I... well, I shouldn't be gone TOO long." he then mumbled. "When you know what you're doing, Doll Daisies are easy to counter." he reasoned.

"Anyway, I'll call if complications arise, that okay?" he asked.

"Yep." she responded.

"Cool." he said, before finishing packing and disappearing into an infernal portal into the floor, appearing just inside the door to Lilim and Lex's abode.

"Helloooo?" he called into the place.

He just sighed as he started to pack some things he'd need.

"Seems that Jordan and Sebastien were attacked." he told her.

"Doll Daisies. And she had to stop his demon half from taking over." he continued, before giving a little more info.

"So Lilim needs ME there to counter it." he went on.

"...you can keep going for the next little bit without me?" he then asked her.

"Oh, and anything you think I should bring to them?" he asked further.

The one she had called paused for a moment, almost dropping the vial he had, but he managed to not do so, before swallowing hard.

"...right." he said.

"Can I get some details?" he asked.

She then proceeded to tell him what had happened, where they were, and the state they were in, which caused him to just sigh heavily, and shaking his head lightly.

"Be there within 5 minutes." he told her, before the call was ended.

"Sorry, Mom." he apologised to the woman he was working with. "Seems I'm needed for a bit of an emergency."

As soon as the pendant pulsed out, he stopped in place. Still. Silent.

His demonic side looked to be stuck in time, but his human side now looked completely subservient. Or at least, extremely so. It was a strange thing to see for her... and she had to admit, she didn't like it.

She was seeing her son be half-paralysed and half subservient. He was NOT himself.

And neither was Jordan.

It was clear they'd been attacked by the same thing.

Savra's eyes lit up with amazement and awe when Eke said the last bit.

"R-really?" they asked.

"That's... that's amazing!" they exclaimed, following Eke into the vehicle.

"You're truly amazing! You're such a wonderful person!" they finished, before realising that they weren't in public view any longer, and reverting back to their bipedal form.

Sebastien looked to be faring... differently... than Jordan. 'Better' or not would be a matter of opinion, but it seemed that, for all intents and purposes, his demonic side and human side were at war with each other.

And the demonic side was starting to win.

His eyes kept flashing from more demonic, to his normal, back and forth, as he felt the tenuous balance of his DNA start to break. This hadn't happened in... years. Many, many years.

And his mind immediately resorted to the solution he'd come up with the last time this had occurred.

"MOM!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, desperation and panic in his tone.

"HELP!!!"

'Shit!' Sebastien cursed internally, as he noticed his companion already looking... off. And he was starting to feel... something... inside of him. He could sense that half of his DNA was starting to submit to... something. Or it felt like it was beginning the process of it. It was hard to explain, but he had a feeling that he would lose his sense of individuality because of this.

'Need to save Jordan' he thought, figuring the best idea was to teleport them out of here.

However, when he tried to manipulate his mana, he felt that whatever was splashed on them interfere and gum up the works. The one that had tossed the object would know what was happening, but then something unexpected happened.

Sebastien's left eye turned a glowing red, and that same half of his body looked to be coated in an ominous black mana.

"Insignificant speck." he said to the female in a condescending and angry tone. However, he then frantically clutched at his head, gathered every single bit of control he had, and concentrated on getting himself and Jordan someplace safe. The first thing he thought of? His parents home.

Which was when an ominous portal appeared beneath him and Jordan, dropping them inside it.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes when the woman said what she did... essentially threatening the two of them. He reached his arm out in front of the one he was with, as if to protect her, before gently starting to push her back away from the woman, as well as starting to shuffle back as well.

"I don't know who you are." he said.

"I don't know what you want with us." he went on.

"But I strongly suggest you back away. NOW." he continued.

"You go one way, we go the other, and we can forget this little event happened."

The male knew she was talking to him. She had to be. Between him and his traveling companion, he WAS the necromancer of the two. He narrowed his eyes when she asked him the question. It was pointed. It was direct. It was knowing. This was little more that rhetorical, and he could sense that in her tone... among other, unpleasant, things.

Besides, where they were, mana was not unknown, and it was one of the more mage-friendly areas of the world. Playing dumb here would serve little more than to aggravate her.

"...perhaps." he responded.

"So what if I am?" he asked her.

"What is it to YOU?" he asked further.

He just laughed as well, before stepping inside, with her following.

"Hmmm." he mumbled.

"Well, looking at the board, seems like they have the caramel shots that you love." he told her. "Or, well, they do that here." he clarified. "I know you like caramel." he added.

He then listed off a few things that he felt she'd like, and some of the house specialties there, in case she was feeling adveturous.

"Anything pop out?" he asked.

Savra returned the embrace, and when Eke said that they would get a jacket like his, their eyes lit up with excitement.

"R-really!?" they exclaimed.

"You... you mean it?" they asked him. "I would get to wear things like yourself?" they asked further.

This was hardly a surprising response, though. Those like Savra were generally seen as below those like Eke, and it was considered an honour to wear anything vaguely similar to what a dragon did.

They then paused for a moment, and thought about their reaction.

"Wait... is that reaction appropriate?" they asked, unsure if Eke would be comfortable with it.

The one that was with her looked at the café, and scratched at his chin a little.

"Hmmmm." he mumbled.

"I think we can afford to stop." he told her. "I could use a drink, anyway." he reasoned.

"And it's always good to try new things. Even if they're variations on old familiars." he added with a small shrug, before looking around.

"Yeah, I think we have plenty of time." he chuckled.

"Whatcha think you want?" he asked.