"don't be afraid, you're not dead yet."
the lobster girl suddenly landed in front of the six-winged sacred-eyed angel and lifted her chin with her pincers. a glint of laughter and pity flashed across her dreamy eyes.
" as the most precious tribute, the ceremony will not drain your life essence instantly. instead, it will bite open and absorb it bit by bit. "
" you will only truly disappear from this world when there is no more power left in your skin ... "
"how is it? doesn't that sound cruel? you've never experienced this before, have you?"
the lobster girl's eyes were full of love as she caressed the holy angel's face. a seductive smile bloomed on her face.
" it's said that the angel race is pure and loyal. they have a natural pride in their bones and can not be profaned by heretics ... "
