Most demons, when touched with things they were weak to, immediately lost control. Their eyes changed color, they reacted with a primal instinct, they lost it, resorting to the instincts Lucifer had instilled in them all -- to be animals, to be less than.
But not Crowley. When the ribbon tightened and wove between his fingers and the pain grew worse, he did not do anything save for grind his teeth together. As the flesh hissed and smoked, the metal having a negative reaction to his demonic entity, Crowley kept his eyes fixated on Magneto, almost eerily calm and passive.
They did not change color. He didn't even blink.
"I almost pity people like you. Arrogant children," Crowley said quietly, "who think that they can do idiotic things like this and feel some sort of power over it. You're nothing more than a wannabe Winchester -- and they know torture. So, truly, in the interest of saving time, if you're attempting to make me beg for mercy and cry for pleasure, you're going to have to get a lesser whore to do it for you. I'm certain they have them at the surrounding brothels."
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But not Crowley. When the ribbon tightened and wove between his fingers and the pain grew worse, he did not do anything save for grind his teeth together. As the flesh hissed and smoked, the metal having a negative reaction to his demonic entity, Crowley kept his eyes fixated on Magneto, almost eerily calm and passive.
They did not change color. He didn't even blink.
"I almost pity people like you. Arrogant children," Crowley said quietly, "who think that they can do idiotic things like this and feel some sort of power over it. You're nothing more than a wannabe Winchester -- and they know torture. So, truly, in the interest of saving time, if you're attempting to make me beg for mercy and cry for pleasure, you're going to have to get a lesser whore to do it for you. I'm certain they have them at the surrounding brothels."