After her fall, Zariel looked vastly different from the beautiful, holy Solar she had once been. The Fallen Angel's cascading sky-blue hair was gone, leaving her bald, with only a ring of burning Hellfire around her head. Her beautiful, clear eyes, once covered with silk to symbolize justice toward all, had become blood-red, framed by smoky eyeliner and two black tear tracks. Numerous golden hoops pierced her long, slender elven ears.
Aaron stood before Zariel with his hands behind his back. After his ascension, his body had become slightly translucent, revealing the Golden Law Ring and patterns of stars beneath its surface. His eyes, as distant as the sky, held a trace of the ineffable nature of chaos, yet a golden halo surrounded them.
The failure of Legendary Charm made Aaron's pupils widen slightly.
With his successful ascension, Aaron's charisma, his primary attribute, had reached the pinnacle attainable by a Quasi-Deity-and the very limit of Extraordinary Charisma!
Even a charm this powerful failed?
This meant Zariel was not merely an Angel of Khorne through and through. Her charisma was positively Slaanesh-like, enough to rival his own Extraordinary Charisma.
Interesting. No wonder you're the angel my dear brother Khorne wants.
Now I want you even more.
At that moment, Zariel's black wings were pinned behind her by Mama Selûne's moonlight spear. Her pitch-black Hellish Armor had been stripped away, leaving only a few strips of cloth covering her vital areas. She was secured firmly to a tilted velvet bed, her body spread in the shape of a cross.
A chain filled with forbidden power also bound her waist, leaving her no room to move.
Hearing Aaron arrive, the furious Zariel wanted to curse his shamelessness, but the ball gag in her mouth reduced her words to monotonous echoes of "Mmph, mmph"