"Hand over the girl."
Azec demanded, and based on the sinister glint in the Demon's eyes and the lust-filled faces of the mortal men, Ryu was sure that they wouldn't just make Seraphina dance and serve wine for them.
Looking briefly at Seraphina beside him, Ryu inwardly groaned. The faint glimmer of torches ghosted over her beautiful face and eyes as deep as the ocean. Small oval face, big languid, melting blue eyes, and pouty cherry lips. Her skin was like silk encased in glass, and she radiated nothing but beauty. Her breasts though not big as the Demon Ferris, were proud beneath her tight garb. It was so soft, and they changed shapes when she linked her arms to his.
She made it impossible not to stare!
She should have covered her face more than the tiara on her head. Ryu thought and skimmed the faces of the five who barged their way. Could he beat two demons and three Rank-B mercenaries?
