"I think... I remember it briefly from the other Rose Thorns... this is the power of a Demon Marquise in the Circle of Lust, a powerful mutation... I can't recall correctly, after all, I have no memories, just experiences..."
Rose said, trying to keep her distance from the current Valentine, he now lay on the bed with several rags of water on his body, by his side was Lena... the two of them panted, still joined and hearing her explanation.
"What can we do?" He asked, tightly gripping Lena's hand, the tattoos had already spread all over their bodies and they were emitting so much heat that the moistness of the cloth was only producing more fog in this forest.
