*Fenrirs helmet dismantles itself, receding into his armor. For a second, his eyes are completely blue, and filled with Holy Fire, but then return to normal, fast enough to leave one wondering whether the effect was ever there.* "I am sorry. But never trust the promises of a demon." [b][i]•a cackling skull, enveloped in Hellfire, while a monstrous hand shoves it further in•[/i][/b] "They are like djinns. Your wish is granted, but with a catch to it. Do you still hold his allegiance?"