"—fucking satanic bitch!" Corazón grabbed damp handfuls of Constance's pale hair and pulled hard. "Let him go, you possessed cunt!"
In a serpentine hiss, the Countess withdrew from Rafel. Her eyes bore crazy delight as she licked her lips. Rafel had some chew marks on his upper lip from where the she-devil had nicked him. His own eyes burned in hot crimson fury. They were now a bit further from the mana-drowning system of the Sanctum, so he could pull on his [Helflame].
He did speedily, feeling the fires of the abyss roar in his chest and halo his infernal organ as he boomed out. "ENOUGH! RELEASE HER, UNCLE!"
