Nitara frowned at that, but in the end, she didn’t care. She positioned herself behind the elbhyr, and releasing the rope, pressed the arylipa against her back. “Move, demon.”
“My name is Ashrah!”
“Yeah? I don’t give a fuck. Move.”
They had gone blessed ten steps in silence before the elbhyr grunted, “You will never kiss me.”
Nitara narrowed her eyes. “Excuse me?”
“I know how you filthy concubi charm your prey into damnation.”
“I’m not a concubus, you ignorant demon, I’m a nensii.”
“One was foolish enough to try and enthral me once,” Ashrah continued as if she had not listened. “I cut off her tongue before feeding her her heart, piece by piece.”
“Yes, you’re an animal, I had already figured that one out. You've got nothing to worry about, though. Even if I were a concubus, I’d rather starve than feed on you.” A hiss, longer and sharper than the others, pierced Nitara’s sensitive ears. “Does this bloody noise never end?”
“It is one of the illhaak,” Ashrah answered, unbothered. “They are always scuffling with the gnolls and the alaa’sin. Scuffling and hissing, it is all their pathetic minds comprehend. You would fit well here, concubus.”
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Ah, the demon and the vampire… aren’t they the sweetest? 😊
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