Zell sat down on a destroyed tree trunk, with the cute blonde bombshell on one thigh, while Cryska leaned against his left side, pressing her chest against him.
"So, you are willing to help me, right? You know that means I won't see you as often?"
"Master, it's more shocking you would trust me with this role; I almost killed you... Forgive me, in that state, your blood smelt so good, and the poison began to drain my life...."
His hand stroked her soft cheek, like a porcelain doll, before pulling her pudgy cheek outwards to make her stop feeling such stupid thoughts; sure, it was annoying and made him angry, but at the time, it was still the game, so why get so serious?
