The symbol was composed by two concentric circles and within the space between them, the words she had spoken were repeated twice. At the bottom of the inner circle, there were other words written: PURGATORY LEVEL: 7. Also within the inner circle was a very special symbol.
Her symbol.
The Crest of Lust.
It drew itself after the circles and words were complete. It started with four separate circles; very small compared to the larger circles but in a row. Then, a short vertical line extended downwards from each circle before all the lines were connected by a longer, horizontal line when they were all of the same length. Finally, the third line from the left continued to extend, though only a small bit. It then formed a fifth circle at the end of its length.
And then, to complete her crest, her Heavenly Body was designated. The Moon, represented by a Crescent Moon above her symbol, drew itself in green light, completing her Crest.
It took mere moments to complete her circle, but she wasnÆt done yet.
Credit had to be given where credit was due.
ôMy color is Green, my sin is Lust, the Heavenly Body that watches over me is the Moon, and my spirit is Phul, who rules the waters and the moon; I am Lilithmon of the Seven Great Demon Lords.ö She said and she knew it was true. She didnÆt know why she was saying it; she didnÆt even know what she was saying!
But she knew it was true.
KnightmonÆs eyes widened but he didnÆt even have a chance to speak before LadyDevimon began her attack.
She calculated quickly; his total mass, the mass of each piece, the resistance of the air, the distance, energy needed, direction, and everything else besides.
The key aspect of Lust was æAttraction,Æ in a metaphysical sense; desire, craving, want, and much more.
And that was her power, only in a literal sense.
Attraction.
She made a gesture, clinching her hand into a fist, and-
KinghtmonÆs pieces were crushed together. From all around the room, they were attracted to a single point of her choosing; the exact middle of the room. There was an enormous wave of sound, the impact of metal on metal washing through the room.
She flexed her fingers again, redoing her calculations; it was troublesome, but necessary to use this ability. Now that they were all in one place, it was easier, though.
She increased the force on him to the point that his armor began to dent.
ôLast chance.ö She said. ôGive me the Master Key or die.ö