"Hearts for She Who Thirsts!!!"

Geera walked across the dark streets, acting all lost and in dispair as if a rich girl from The Grove or The Oasis had ended up there by accident, using her short skirt and ample cleavage to amplify her skill as bait, ready to harvest the fools that tried to catch her.

Geera played the part of a lost, and spoiled rich girl convincingly enough, (probably because she was most of those things) to draw the eye of some of the slum's criminal elements, she felt eight sets of eyes on her, as a small group of men took  interest and seemed to be following her waiting for her to duck into an alley or isolate herself from the street at night.

Geera nervously bitted her lower lip and started to walk faster, acting as if she was afraid and getting desesperated, entering in an alleway in search of an exit.

The group of burly men followed her, one taking out a  hidden cord with which to bind the "Helpless" woman while they had their fun with her, and probably kidnapped her for ransome, they'd see how it was going, keep it flexible for now they could do what ever they wanted with a lone woman who looked like that...

Geera sudenly stoped, giving them her back as she started to grin, they had fallen tight into her trap, as she snapped one of her fingers, a wall of flames cutting the exit of the alley, traping those men with her in there as she turned arround.

Cries of "HOLY SHIT!?" and "WHAT THE FUCK!?" Rang out from the surprised humans as a wall of fire just appeared in the alley behind them

Netarr had finally found the Djinn, now he can just wait and see as she kills and he can collect the souls for himself. He will have to wait for the deed to be done and the wall of fire to go away first, it made him nervous so he stayed away a good distance for now...

Geera happily started to sing

"Morning in Paris, the city awakes"
"To the bells of Notre Dame"

She slowly rised her arms, fire filling her hands

"The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes"
"To the bells of Notre Dame"

All her skin started to turn red, as her hair moved unnaturally

"To the big bells as loud as the thunder"
"To the little bells soft as a salm"

Another pair of arms came out, also filled with fire

"And some say the soul of the city's"
"The toll of the bells"
"The bells of Notre Dame"

Her eyes and hair turning into flames, as she showed her full power form to those fools.

More cries of "OH SHIT!" and "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!" Rang out as the gangers all drew pistols and opened fire on her

She uses her inhuman speed to move to a side and forwards, trying to aboid those bullets..she didnt want the bruises, tarnishing her perfect skin after all. She would grab the nearest ganger and use her four arms to snap his neck.

The others backed up as far as they could without being burned to death firing until their guns ran out "Fuck it got Lewis!" One shouted

"Oh, sorry Lewis" Geera droped the body with a sadistic grin, her four hands shining with fire before she launched a small beam of fire to the head of four others, one beam from each hand.

The air smelled distinctly of various human waste and ammonia for some reason, as the heads of the others were incinerated in beams of fire, one tried to jump through the fire behind them and was burned to death.

"Tsk, you had to waste it!" Geera growls, pissed, rushing at the other two and grabing their throats, starting to choke them.

The two burly guys would squirm, punch, and kick trying to get free, terror was painted upon their faces that were earlier so smug.

Geera smirks, looking at them "What didnt you two want to fuck me a bit ago? whats the matter? im not arousing anymore?" she licked the cheek of one of the two, her hands getting warmer and warmer.

"Make them scream louder!" Netarr shouts from the other side of the flame wall.

One whimpered like a frightened bitch, but the other met her with a look of hate superseding their fear, and bit down on her tongue as hard as he could, drawing blood.

Geera actually grinned, enjoying that defiance, she would have loved to tease him and torture him to death, making him pay each second, but she had to be fast or the hearts would spoil, so she forced herself to launch a small burst of fire in both their throats.

They both died trying and failing to scream with all the contents of their throat ash.

Geera proceeded to tear the hearts of their bodies, one after the other, and getting them into plastic bags. After that she used her fire to burn the corpses and then turned invisible, going to the occult store with the hearts.

As the fire wall disappeared, Netarr made his move and went over to the charred bodies to take their souls for himself.