It was a priest this time, a holy woman...bound to a metal spike, Colette eyed Kalafi (the demon she was bound to) as it drew out the soul of the priest.
"How can you just watch?! Do you enjoy this?" The priest was still able to speak it seemed...and whine the witch thought.
"Of course she does, my dear heart is almost as cruel as I am." The witch rolled her eyes but when the priest spoke again it lit a fire in her. "The light will save me!"
Nearly snarling the witch walks over to cup the priests face and say "Like it saved me?! Let's see, scream for it, beg it for help." Fel magic slowly burned the priests face as the poor woman called out over and over again but given the spell that dampaned her holy magic...nothing happened.
As the ashes fell off the spike the witch turned to the demon and said "Next time you can do this without an audience."