For a moment, Lilith didn't move.
She simply looked down at herself, at the rain running over her bare skin, and at the golden scarf that was now the only thing she was wearing.
"…What?"
Her voice was so quiet that Simon almost didn't hear it.
Then her expression changed. She raised her hand, and Simon felt her gather her demonic energy the same way she must have when she first formed that gown.
A faint black mist appeared around her fingers.
It flickered once.
Then it scattered in the rain like smoke.
Lilith stared at her empty hand. She tried again, and the mist was even thinner this time. It didn't even reach her wrist before it vanished.
She was a Minor Lesser Demon now. She didn't have enough demonic energy to form a single sleeve.
Simon had been just as surprised as she was.
His gaze moved over her before he could stop it.
