He envisioned that poor orgasmic daemonette, tore up in a million pieces. "Well speaking of that. Theres a daemonette a few meters down the hallway that got tore into a million pieces..It's a very messy site. But I commend you for garnering a realm of your own." Feryun had a slight burning pain as the mark of Tzeentch burned away at his flesh, as if a clean person attempting to get away from the sick.