Pov Lolth:
The power of Nature around me was more than just emanating from within me, it was condensing, trying to change my body. My Elven Soul was trying to transform my body from the inside out back to its origin, which is already impossible.
The Demonic power, even though it is being prevented by the power of the Dragons, is in a state of corruption, the basics of Demons.
"(This might have been a bad idea...)" (me)
"Lolth!!" (Akatosh)
"..." (me)
"(Lolth...?)" (Scepter)
Suddenly I feel a fist hitting my face, making my mind shake and somehow making my vision focus on the even larger fist coming towards me.
"< Supreme Divine Breath >" (Akatosh)
"..." (me)
GGGGGGGGRRRRRR!!!!