"Impossible, this do is built to withstand attacks from even beings in the unranked realm" Ciara said in shock.
"Well considering the runes you probably spent years building into the estate grounds have been completely destroyed, I think you should rethink the do's parater tolerance."
Leaving Ciara to go looking at the do with squinted eyes, Blake stealthily moved behind the long beauty, but he was just a step away from the woman, when nurous runes rose off her body, hiding its image and by the ti they cleared, Ciara was in a red leather suit.
"That's sexy, but how about a backdoor," Blake asked running a finger down Ciara's clothed buttcrack, creating a tear as his fingers moved.
"This isn't the ti for that, we have a very important situation at hand," Ciara said but with a single sweep of his senses, after finding no hidden figure in the vicinity and confirming that well, Rehabab was the most dominant threat in the area, he flicked a thick drop of blood from his body into the air, his hand grabbing Ciara's waist and pulling her down to her knees while the blood drop expanded into a blood red do that covered Blake and Ciara.
When the do had begun trembling, Blake had been distracted horniness consequentially reduced, but when Ciara put on the red suit, Blake found himself aroused and the desire to satisfy his stalled release was reignited.
Ciara was against the idea of fucking in the current situation but who was she to dictate to Blake what to do. One thrust of his dick in her pussy and all her reluctance and inhibitions to his idea were swept out and by the ti he entered into a rhythm, her moans ford great music to Blake's ears.
Minutes later, Blake who was clothed in Black boots, a black trouser and a white shirt with its top buttons open was revealed to the world as the red do collapsed beside him Ciara who was surprisingly enough wearing a new red suit and together they took stock of the surroundings.
"I don't know whether to be worried about your nonchalance and seemingly misaligned priorities or be amazed by the amount of faith you have in your teammates."
"You forget to ntion my dick. Despite reminding you of the troubles outside you begged to make you cum again."
Ciara paused in her contemplation and looked back at Blake, staring at the area between his legs and shaking her head.
"That thing is not normal," she said throwing Blake a look that said she knew he had done sothing then she looked back at the battlefield.
With Blake's insistence on them doing the right thing at the wrong ti, the do had inevitably gone down, its foundation destroyed by the larva.
Bernald had been solidly defeated, shockingly captured alive by Rehabab.
Looking in Ezriel's direction Ciara was surprised to still feel the combatants going at each other, but one look at Ezriel and she felt pity for him.
"You'll have to work hard if you want to keep your position as strongest in my squad," Blake said throwing a slap at Ciara's bottom satisfied with the result.
"Them defeating their opponent was never my worry, the do was.
While it was built to be used to defend the estate, for today its main function was secrecy, why do you think I killed everyone in the estate.
With the do gone, the evil mana that has been flying around her would be released into the open and this will make any being of power able to sense our presence.
"I see," Blake said nodding his head, but one could bet that his mind was completely not on this issue, it was on sothing else.
Done talking with Blake, a flock of runes rose from Ciara's body and attacked her back, taking the shape of large angelic wings.
"I'm going to go up and try to do sothing about the outpouring evil mana"
"Okay"
With Blake's acknowledgent, Ciara flapped her wings and like a dark angel shot into the sky, the demoness flapping it so it took her another and higher.
Blake watched the sexy angel for so second before turning toward Rehabab and waving at him, beginning to take casual steps forward as a wide comfortable earth platform rose up from the ground and created a path from Blake to Rehabab.
While deciding on so conclusions, Blake strolled his way to Rehabab and when he arrived at the platform that held both Rehabab, Naomi and Bernald, the infernal demon dropped his knees, his actions leaving Naomi in an awkward situation as she was still standing.
Naomi looked between Blake and Rehabab for so seconds before snorting and looking away, refusing to be taken in by Rehabab's action but all Blake did was smile at this, Rehabab's actions were a reflection of his personal view of Blake.
Whether his eternal servant knelt to him or not did not affect their loyalty.
"My lord" Rehabab called.
…Minutes earlier, Rehabab vs Bernald…..
The demon species was divided into several races; There were the imps, ice demons, blood demons, sovereign demons, infernal demons, ember demons etc. Find exclusive stories on mvl
Like the sovereign demons whose talents lay in being able to expertly use all 4 main elents, each of the different races had their own areas in which they excelled.
The ice demons were master of channelling and transforming mana into pure cold while the infernal demons were species of heat, their unique direction of growth most of the ti being towards larva.
The diversification of affinities and specialization led to groups of demons having characters quite different from others like in the case of infernal demons who with the comprehension of larva under their belts were the living embodint of large-scale destruction.
Just like the rest of his race, Rehabab was drawn towards destruction, but when the opportunity for him to increase his comprehension in the larva aspect ca, rather than continue on the path treaded by his race he decided to take a corner and go for sothing new.
"Magnetic disorder."
Rehabab had no qualm serving Blake as his servant, but on no account was he going to let himself be a weakling and most of all be passed over by Blake's sight.
"He was the embodint of fire, the descent of destruction."
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