"Awaken; the son of Darkness does not give in to defeat; you merely suffered a setback, my Lord," A silkily seductive voice scratched at his consciousness, gently ushering him from his rest where he found himself in the warm embrace of a woman he had never seen before.
Trying to get up he, found that her fingers that were locked on his neck were unmovable, so with a deep sigh, Umbra relaxed his shoulders again and spread his arms laying as he had been before, from his position, his cheek was rested on her abdomen just below her breasts while she laid on her back and breathed slowly.
The two of them were in a small room as black as the darkest black with a single candle highlighting the bed they laid on and the wooden furniture decorating the limited space. "You saved me?" Umbra asked, staring at the candle; at the singular flame steadily burning before him with not even the slightest breeze disturbing it.
