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 "Well..." The demoness says in a melodramatic tone, her lips putting on a little pout. "It has no meaning now to you anyway..."

Those lips turned into a cruel smile as the angel's skin begins to turn pale, before she lets out a little cry. Her eyes go from a delicate blue to a piercing, sanguine red, and her wings turn into a ashen, coal-like black, as does her hair.

Her back arches and her cock twitches hard as she is utterly consumed by a searing pain that engulfs even her spirit.

"I'll be right back...but for now, enjoy your new life..." The demoness whispers comfortingly, albeit mockingly, before she goes to carry out her ironically sacred duty as a referee for the ongoing battle.