Drio scooted over on his knees. He reached for her with a bloody, trembling hand, his expression broken. "No."
"Asha?" Rohan bent over her.
Drio and Rohan stared at her with an anguish so complete, it had smashed into them like a car hitting a brick wall at full speed. Shells of the men they'd been moments before.
A burbled laugh came out of Asha's body. She threw them off, transforming into her demon form. This wasn't the unhinged, half-demon/half-human wreck I'd last seen. She radiated power, strong, whole, and uninjured.
Hybris daintily licked a speck of blood off from the corner of her thick red lips, with one obsidian-black, scaly, webbed finger. Translucent black wings were folded into her side. "Oh, that was good. I mean, your faces were priceless. Thinking you were avenging her. Delicious." She shivered and gave them a cruel smile. "Thanks, boys. I needed that infusion. All better now."
She saluted us and was gone.