Izmir began to exude a pink aura, something I rarely witnessed when people had auras. Except for the fact that she was entirely naked, her presence within this aura was far from ideal. In comparison to the auras of bloodlust and rage, this one was unique. It radiated an intense heat, scalding like it was awakening my desires.
"Is this... the power of lust?" I pondered.
The men, tied up on the ground, began to convulse, and, well, they reached a climax. It was abundantly clear that her aura possessed a distinct influence that rage couldn't replicate. It weakened those in its vicinity, compelling them to unleash their burgeoning desires. I am even having a very hard time dealing with it.
"Sh*t...Damn it... I'm ready for any bloodlust or rage aura, but this aura of lust? It's throwing me off," I clenched my teeth, struggling to resist the overwhelming temptation.
