Despite the threat to kill Strax, the woman suddenly stopped and focused on one thing alone… observing Strax with such intense interest that her eyes seemed as though they would pierce right through him. She realized something about his presence drew her in a way no other mortal ever had. It was a unique energy, powerful and, even more intriguingly, familiar. That aura was seductive, fascinating, and it pulled her like a magnet.
As she studied him, Lithara felt a wave of heat flood her body, something overwhelming and almost involuntary. She clenched her fingers against the arm of the throne, her eyes unblinking, fixed on him. Her body… trembled… it was something she would recognize in any dimension, something reserved only for the most powerful Incubi.
Lithara was facing what only the kings of this kind of demon possessed: the Celestial Body of the Incubus King. And it was his, from this human or whatever he had become now.
