As the hordes of women beckoned Aron to follow them into another large hut, a little high up of the ground, he met their hungry gazes with his own unfazed and curious expression.
This was actually his first time making such contact with a female of his own race, so to say he wasn't curious would be false. Only unlike most Koliean men, he understood the urges that were swelling up within him. He knew these were his hormones urging him to release his lust upon these women. A feeling that was only further amplified by the many raging wills within him.
Just like before, back in the Komi Islands of Pesia, Aron's primal nature began to surface. The color of his eyes looked brighter and denser while his veins and fluctuations became more prominent, despite him not actively flexing or releasing his mana.
