Sitri wept. Great, ugly, human sobs that shook her shoulders and fogged the cold air. The mirror on the floor showed the girl in the lavender field turning, finally, to face the person offering the flower.
– Sitri can force a target to confront every repressed urge they have buried. Most minds break under the pressure. The ones that don’t… she recruits. sitri the succubus queen final witchuus better
Sitri laughed, but it was wet and small. “You’re asking me to become mortal again. To feel pain again. To be afraid .” Sitri wept
“You are either the bravest or the stupidest creature to ever cross my threshold,” Sitri said. Sitri wept. Great