Unlocking that true potential inside of him was not an option as there were no stronger devils to abuse him. I hated that shit. "Look at you! You transformed back to your true form again. You really don't get when you need to keep it hidden!" Before he could respond, Xavier's mother slapped him again. "You are only going to make dumb excuses so I'll put your mouth to a much better use. Eat me out." she said. He nodded slightly and got on his knees slowly. That was when the paladin stepped in. She put a hand on her shoulder and said "That's going too far." The witch scoffed and looked over her shoulder at the younger woman. "C'mon! You, of all people, are finding pity in your heart for a whelp like this!? That is rich." I said. "Even then, I can't stay still as you abuse someone. He's your employee, right?" Shrugging, she said "He's getting discipline." The paladin just glared at the mother-son pair. "No. You don't even give him the chance to speak. How can he be held accountable if he can't even apologize or admit to his faults!?" She wagged my finger at her. She was getting annoyed.
It was a simple concept. "This is a fiend that drains human energy through dreams and sexual contact. If you don't put things in terms they understand, say sexual domination, they won't be able to process anything you want them to learn. They don't have things like human sympathy and empathy. You can't hold them to account unless you get rough enough to show them that you won't tolerate the misbehavior. Then you have to make sure that they understand it will only get worse if they do it again." the older witch explained as if I was talking to a new pet owner. It seemed to really piss the paladin off. She drew her sword. "Move away from him." She held her hands up and took a step away. So did Xavier. Zahrelon looked at them with a conflicted gaze. He obviously did not like being hit by her, but the burgeoning masochism within him was starting to take hold. The paladin said "You're just as evil as him. Maybe even worse. How you treat him is wrong." The mother of Xavier shrugged. "You wanted this." he said. She balked at the notion. "I never said to abuse him!" she snapped.
That was the trap. "But killing him with your sword would have been your first solution if I didn't do anything." she said knowingly. She just glared at them in anger. She knew that the witch was right. It was then time to lessen the heat between them. "I'm very sorry. This big whelp really needs to be trained better. If he went on a massive rampage inside of you and troubled your heart, that's wrong." the witch said genuinely. She stopped and took a deep sigh. "It was nothing that I couldn't handle. At first I thought he was just overeager. When I felt getting drained, that was when I knew something was wrong there. I took charge and suddenly he transformed." she said as she sheathed her blade. "As a paladin, especially to one devoted to justice, I cannot abide a fiend attacking other humans." she said firmly. Xavier could tell she was not going to budge on this matter. "Whelp though he is, he is still alive. He needs to feed once a week. How about you be his personal dancer?" he proposed. She looked shocked he would offer something like that to her. It was tough, but they got their job done.
