The Id freezes in place, a happy look still on her face.
"..."
"....What a foolish creature....." Cthylla voice cut the cold air, her under dressed form(for the location at least) casually shadow stepping forward the moment the loop moved to capture her. "....What you wish to claim is beyond your worth to take. Only a fool who spins to Hasturs song would accept a deal and not know if they can pay.......But very well. Offer your spirit and will, and lets see if it evens the balance."
Motes of glowing negative starlight began to take shape around the Voidling. "...if not...I'll collect your body and soul in its place."
With a gesture....one of those motes launches itself at the mage with overwhelming force.