"Oh, eternal youth, inhuman strength and speed, calling and commanding infernal monsters to serve your will... and all at the price of literal eternal damnation upon your death. Assuming one of those demonic beasts doesn't eat your soul for their own power," Yas says, not breaking her smile.

"It's why I prefer keeping a professional relationship with the infernal. Doubly so with my weapons." Neither her "employers" nor her "employees" are particularly nice. No reason to pretend they have her interests in mind.