Eruraviel
10:30
Eru smiled sympathetically at her. "Thanks. Otherwise I'd need to restrain her."
She turned to the demon, and without emotion, pressed her down to the ground. "Lay down." She said, taking off the scarce amount of clothing the demon was wearing, tossing it to the side. She pulled a tiny piece of fabric from between her breasts, unfolding it and sticking her arm into it, withdrawing a piece of charcoal. She began drawing on the demon, tiny, impossibly eccentric magic circles, covering her entire back with impossibly complex sigels. They connected, weaved together, told a story. They composed a mixture of several languages, some lost to the annals of time.
After about thirty minutes of drawing, she pulled out a small empty crystal vial, placing it down upon the back of the demon's head.
"Don't move even a milimeter." She ordered, before turning to Hannah.
"Hannah, do you mind taking off your clothes now? I need to get you ready too."