The demon's smile turns predatory as he eyes her succubus form with unconcealed hunger. "Yes," he says slowly, his voice low and hypnotic. "You were made to serve me by claiming human souls." He pauses, considering her for a moment before adding almost thoughtfully, "But you'll have to earn your keep first."

With a sinister grin, the demon extends an arm, pointing toward the distant cityscape. "Go forth and find me a worthy prize," he commands. "

The demon watches her leave with dark, hungry eyes, feeling the weight of his own power and desire settle heavily upon him. He knows that she'll find someone soon enough...and when she does, he won't be able to resist the temptation any longer. For now though, he must remain vigilant and wait for her return.

He idly flexes his new claws, feeling them scrape against the leather of his gloves, and lets out a satisfied growl deep in his throat. The hunt has only just begun...