With her eyes fixed on Tristan, Kryonix giggled slightly at his remarks. She seductively greeted Tristan, "I've been waiting for you. I am aware of your motivation for coming, and I am also aware that you will depart with the Eye of Heat."
Astounded by Kryonix's familiarity with him, Tristan raised an eyebrow. He remarks, "you sound like you know something about me."
Kryonix grinned. "The ocean never forgets," she added, "I have been watching you closely, Tristan. I've been watching you from a distance, and I know what you want most in this life."
Kryonix's comments aroused Tristan's suspicion. "What do I want the most?" he questioned.
Kryonix stood up, her steps graceful as always but a little slower as a result of spending so much time in one place within the confines of guarding the pearl. She observed Tristan looking at her with interest, and a small grin formed on her lips.
His attention was fully focused on her cleavage, which jiggled seductively with each advancing step. Keeping Tristan within arm's length, she moved effortlessly between the rocks. Tristan noticed a little layer of sweat forming on his forehead as her hips swayed sensually back and forth.
She stopped again in front of Tristan and reached down to take hold of his cheeks with both hands, gently. She then leaned in close, her lips touching his ear as she whispered, "power and freedom."
When Kryonix's words resounded in Tristan's head, his heart skipped a beat. It was accurate. He had always sought power, the capacity to choose both his own and others' fates. That had led him down a path that he had come to love and enjoy immensely, and his freedom to do as he pleased had only grown following his imprisonment and involvement in this eroge.
'How did Kryonix learn that, though? This was supposed to be limited to my activity within the virtual world, not outside of it. Is this a game that tests my intelligence?' It puzzled him.
Kryonix moved away before Tristan could react and pointed to the pearl in front of him. "That is the Eye of Heat," she declared. "I'm the last of my race, and this powerful item has been handed down over the decades to members of my race."
As soon as she finished speaking, she bent her head in despair, drawing Tristan's interested gaze. Once she realized he was staring at her, she raised her head once again. Her demeanor abruptly shifted from playful and flirty to stern and serious.
For a brief period, the glow in her eyes shone faintly, filling the space with silence. When the radiance returned, Kryonix murmured gently, almost in a whisper, "anyone who touches it with an impure heart will be overtaken by its darkness, uncontrollable desire, and eventually... death."
'That's it, I'll never get my chance to be free.' Tristan grimaces, knowing that he could never describe himself as 'pure-hearted.' Instead, he was better off giving in to the darkness, using it as an excuse to get laid mindlessly and embrace the inevitable death that he had so far managed to avoid.
As he looked at the pearl, Tristan's eyes grew wider in astonishment. He could feel its strength and the way its alluring energy tried to draw him in. But he was aware that he had to resist allowing it to win. He inquired, "why do you guard it so fiercely?"
Kryonix's facial expression darkened. She explained, "because I am the only one who can negate its effects. If anyone else touched it, they would be lost indefinitely. And that's something I can't let happen."
'Sweet! There's a way out!' Tristan exclaimed in his head.
He agreed with Kryonix's logic by nodding. So, he inquired, "what must I do to have you negate its effects?"
Kryonix smiled broadly, her eyes twinkling gleefully. "You need to arouse and satiate my desires," she replied.
Tristan scowled, doubting that Kryonix's meaning corresponded with what his warped ideas interpreted her words to be.
Kryonix moved closer and stroked his cheek with her hand. "It indicates that you must arouse my desires. Until you entered my domain, I had not found anyone deserving."
'Right! Straight out of an 'I'm horny and desperate' script, but for the task and my ultimate enjoyment, I'll oblige.' Tristan reasoned.
"In particular, Tristan, you need to make me pregnant because I need an heir who can stand by my side. And if you are successful, I will render the Eye of Heat's effects useless for you." Kryonix gave her word.
Tristan's thoughts raced as he thought over Kryonix's proposal. He knew he needed to be cautious, but he also knew he couldn't go without the Eye of Heat.
Kryonix took a look at the remaining males, who had on tent-shaped pants from their bulge, with damp patches. They were still in her grip, and her chin was up in contempt.
She erected a barrier between the other males with a wave of her hand, leaving only Tristan in front of her.
Kryonix concentrated on Tristan, and he felt forced to stare only at her. "You must take me somewhere no one has ever taken me before."
'Ahem! You've never been taken anywhere before, but... After all, I get some activity in this horny game!' His inner monologue cheered loudly, while his exterior self tried hard not to display too much joy in case Kryonix noticed how strongly he desired her offer.
Tristan moved in closer, his palm brushing against hers as he leaned in to whisper something in her ear. "Challenge accepted," he remarked slyly.
Kryonix's eyes widened in astonishment before she smiled and rested her palm on his chest. "I like a man who isn't afraid of a challenge," she remarked. "Let's see what you've got, Tristan."
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