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It was not nearly as intense or similar sort of feeling. But Zorn felt the power fight his own, one that rivaled his own or his own lords. Certainly would have if it was at full strength, but it was faded. Easy to guess the old source. Dead as he might have been, Exzel’s old master still claimed her and intended to fight someone who intended to take her away from. Deserved respect of a sort, many demon lords would have done the same, especially for someone like Exzel. It prevented the mark the mark from properly forming. But while it was trying to form, he could feel what she felt about it. If there had not been competition, she w

Elie stepped out of the studio building as she flagged down her driver by waving. "I need you to take me to the Yokohama convention center, the east lot, near the service entrance." She said as she looked around knowing transforming here wouldn't be a good idea. The driver quitely bowed his head opening the door for her as she stepped into the car. As she sat down she looked at her bag where her tarot cards rested. A soft humming coming from them as she felt her magical aura pulsing in them. Once the driver began drive off Elie closed her eyes and transformed into her magical girl self. The Princess of Fate. "I'm coming Akemi hold on fo

Hellhound waited patiently in the car and only observed Akemi from the inside, wondering how well that went. Seeing the smile of her friend however made the hound return a similar smile of her own, added with her tail wagging gently. "She is? Good...", she replied to the first part. The name alone sounded mythical and it made Hellhound assume that there was no way this person would not be able to heal Hikari. The attention Akemi brought to her abdomen made her ears lower down, though. It was not out of shame or regret but it reminded her that she had played roughly and without holding back when they fought and she had hurt her friend badly, a

Akemi’s shoulders dropped slightly, a wave of visible relief washing over her face as she heard Elie’s immediate, willing response. "Thank you, Elie. It really means a lot," Akemi said into the phone, her voice softening. "We're currently at the Yokohama convention center, the east lot, near the service entrance. Take your time, but we'll be waiting for you." With a few quick final words, Akemi ended the call and slipped her phone back into a pouch on her transformed gear. Her majestic white feathered wings folded smoothly against her back as she turned and walked briskly back to the car. She looked at the Hellhound, a bright,

The moment Zorn’s demonic intent begins to weave its signature mark into her core, her body instinctively rebels against the foreign claim. But as his seed floods her and his relentless, rabbit like rhythm pushes her past the breaking point, her resistance shatters. Her mind goes entirely blank, her conscious thoughts dissolving into a white hot haze of pure, unadulterated submission. She surrenders, arching her back, her internal muscles locking around him in a frantic, desperate milking grip, crying out as she accepts him. And then, the ancient maguc wakes. Buried deep beneath her skin, hidden from the sight of gods and demons ali