For the second time since this council meeting began, a Demon corpse had appeared on the heavenly ground where no Demons were ever meant to touch.
Spectra stepped forward, and the air around her changed.
She appeared furious. So furious that even Thor stepped out of the way to allow her to pass. The Council Members all watched her silently. Odesto with more interest than others.
Her hand shot out magenta energy, wrapped it around the punctured neck of the Demon Head and dragged it back up to get grip. The thorns she had used to impale it were still embedded in its flesh, dark holes ringed with dried black ichor.
She lifted the massive body as if it weighed nothing at all and showed it to them, her crimson eyes blazing.
"This," she declared, her dark silky voice thunderous in the silence, "is the Demon Head that we fought in that half-citadel. The Demon Head I killed!"
