The female Absolute gazed upon Lamashtu with eyes shining with devotion, her obsidian garments rustling as she floated closer to his magnificent presence.
"Master, I am grateful beyond words to have come under your service. When your glorious time arrives, when you reclaim THE Second Scale and ascend beyond, myself and all others will wait patiently for our blessings. We know you will elevate us as you always have."
Lamashtu smiled brilliantly at this. Such loyalty was only natural when one served someone as grand as himself. These Absolutes understood their place in the hierarchy, understood that their advancement depended entirely upon his success. It was a beautiful arrangement, really.
An instant later...
AAAAAAH!
