Mazikeen did not actually enjoy choking her enemies. If she had a weapon in hand, why bother using grappling techniques?
It was simply because Sera's Cloak was a hooded cape. Grabbing Madame Xanadu by the throat controlled both the host and the artifact itself, killing two birds with one stone.
Maze's dark hobbies also helped her. She understood the structure of the human body perfectly, even the function of every nerve and muscle, as well as how much force could inflict different kinds of pleasure and pain upon humans.
Through a demon's unique perspective, she could directly see the existence of souls. Even now, the humans in her eyes displayed the different colors of their respective souls.
The souls of the guilty were crimson-black, while those of the innocent were white.
Yet even though the people present were basically all superheroes, their souls were all red, like Hellfire. Only the Flash had roughly equal merit and sin.
The main reason was that the rules God had set long ago were simply far too harsh in their judgment of sin.
Eating a little too much was a sin; having a little too much sex was also a sin; sleeping too much and working too little was still a sin. If you had ever killed an intelligent creature? Then your sins could never be cleansed in this lifetime. Even buying Indulgences from the Church would be useless.
All sorts of sins sent Hell vast quantities of souls and energy. It was certainly good for the Demon Lords of Hell, but Mazikeen could not understand why God had done this. Was it because Lucifer had been the first light He created, His child?
Or did God intend to wipe everyone's memories? But that was Death's job.
Guilty souls went to Hell, while innocent