Talk:Druella/@comment-26852465-20160421014746

Lescatie, in its ungraceful state... it is as dark and fuzzy as the rumors let on. This does not stop you, however. You came here alone, against your sensei/mistress's commands, but only because you felt as though you could take on Lescatie yourself; and make it to the very end of the Demon Realm to face off with its new face: the Lilim Druella.

Druella herself sits in her room, watching a peculiar light being emitted from a large box. Her smile is wide and lustful, watching the electronic ninja girl violate her shota captive, whom has developed Stockholm Syndrome. Before the shota can climax, though, you burst through Druella's room, destroying her electronic box in the process. She looks at you, her smile fading fast.

"That was a 70 inch....plasma screen TV." She licks her lips, and takes a deep breath. "So, how can I help you?"

What do you do?