Aisha, still not fully conscious, hears the voices of demons chattering around her. Though they speak in their demonic language, Aisha is able to comprehend them thanks to her contract with the demon god Angkor.
"Her power comes from her staff right?" A demon with a very rough voice questions another.
"Ye..ye.. yes I believe so. She doesn't seem capable of much without it. I.. I.. I'm sure that's how we can t..t..take her p..p..power and make use of it," a demon with a much weaker sounding voice mutters out fearfully.
"Good, good. You there, send for Dutor the Wise One. Tell him we're ready."
Before she hears anymore, Aisha falls back unconscious.