After dropping Lily in his apartment within the guest house, Azazel left to attend to more… important matters.
Now that he had a ridiculous amount of mana from both the ring and Muninn, Azazel decided to feed some of his essence to the egg.
He was careful not to overdo it, not after Lily had devoured a considerable amount of it.
Truth be told, he had enjoyed it a little more than he cared to admit.
Maybe he was some sort of masochist, but you couldn't blame him, their synergy was insane.
Her bite felt like an aphrodisiac, sending jolts of electricity up his spine.
'I could actually get used to that.'
'You should be spending your time training, instead of fantasizing about a lust demon.' Akathartos' tone was cold, its disappointment was evident.
'What would you know, Akathartos? Is training the only thing that defines you?'
The blade thrummed in disapproval.
'If you're thinking of wielding me then shouldn't you at least make an effort?'
