Have Her Killed Myself

 'A messenger wouldn't withstand such extreme pain without revealing their capability, demon. Besides, what sort of messenger would have never wanted to be in my fortress in the first place?'

'There are many methods that can be adapted. Do you think that it's a natural occurrence that a mere mortal had its soul possess a shell and resuscitated from death? Surely, you can't be that guileless? Once it is established that she is…'

'The matter isn't solely yours to resolve. Until you have clear grounds, desist from causing her any more harm, and if ever I so wish to punish her, stay out of it!" Derek interjected curtly and straightened his body. His jaw tautened, and he shuddered briefly before stretching an arm to grasp tightly on the stair rail. 'There is no need for your baseless intervention,' he continued. 'If she actually happens to be a messenger of the god of wrath, I'll have her killed myself.'