Jynx gritted her teeth. If she went for her knife he'd be on her. "Fine. Look, I really didn't want to have to do this-" she clenched her fist, nails biting into her palm- "but you have something I need, so..." She took a breath.
"Come to me, Ilieth!"
The tug in her gut was much stronger than with Tiameth, and lasted longer. She groaned from the pain, clenching her eyes shut.
Oh, so now you want my help.
Gods, don't do this, just come through, she thought.
Then it was over, as though nothing had happened. She looked up, and saw the demon standing behind the Hawk, grinning hungrily. Long, scaly limbs bent at awkward angles hung at his sides and he clicked his his black talons against the desk.
"Hello."