“Ack—”

Staas threw the weakened succubus on the floor of his [House Cart]. Chesy was there, sitting on her bean bag, smiling like she always does, supposedly waiting for them to finish dealing with that demon. But now that said demon is here… still tied up.

“Uhh… Your Grace? Why does she look… simpler? All her wounds gone too.” The centauride wondered, staring at the succubus in confusion.

“She lost all her levels and added statistics, that’s why her muscle tone went gone. And with most of her charisma taken away, she becomes… uglier.” Adra explained.

“Hmm…” Chesy tried to process that information with her newly increased intelligence.

“Now… I read about this in the detective novel, they are ‘beating the shit’ out of the suspect to get information from him. Should we do that too, Adra?” Staas seeking guidance with his gaze looking down at the terrified succubus.

“Sure. You can harm her, then heal her, then harm her again. On and on and on until we get everything out of her. Hope