Sonneillon let out an annoyed sigh, her tail flicking from underneath her coat in apparent annoyance. A creature, something that didn't even come close to looking human, hulking and carrying a large axe caught the girl and immediately stormed off.
Her potential recruit was taken care off, good.
The spit hit her eyes, yet it left much of the effect to be desired, the dread demon merely stood there, before wiping her face and throwing off her coat. "I am a demon of dread. You cannot even harm me," she hissed, her voice growing deeper, doubling and tripling with other voices. Her body convulsed and she slumped forward, the sound of bones snapping and flesh tearing resounded and infront of Salamon stood the true monstrosity of a dread demon, elongated claws, spine shattered and regrown into large spikes on her back, jaw unhinged and reinforced once again to make place for fangs the size of a normal man's head.
And deep, black on red, hungering eyes. Almost a feral growl rose from the dread demon, the entire human population were petrified, or slumped down. All in panickal fear due to Sonneillon's arcane influence.