Dana screamed as the searing pain became stronger, and then it suddenly stopped. She glanced down, peering at her navel area where the pain had been, and emitted a choked gasp. A strange spiral circled it, and two lines crossed each other to form an X. She was silent, her mind shouting 'DEMON'S MARK!! DEMON'S MARK!!', but she couldn't, wouldn't, bear to understand.
"D...Dala?" she whispered, her voice hoarse. "What...what is this?"
Misha scowled. "How dare you do that to her!!" she shrieked. Her head was spinning from the demonic contact, but she managed to speak and see straight. "Damn you!! No, wait, you are damned... BLESS YOU!!"
She felt the demon's anger channelled into her neck. It squeezed, and she lost her breath.