Aether... to be honest, he wasn't sure how the hell he was supposed to react to this. This... this was absolutely insane. Completely unexpected from her side.
She had gone far beyond anything he imagined. Like, literally—she was acting like a woman completely unhinged.... Mad!
An insane woman!!
Fuck... HELL!!
There she stood, drenched in blood, splattered from head to toe—her face stained red, her hair matted with gore—and yet she was smiling.
Smiling.
With such a bright, almost cheerful expression on her face. As if the carnage thrilled her. As if the blood excited her.... As if she got turned on by it?
Love her?
No one!!
LITERALLY NO ONE!!
And yet...
Fucking yet... Aether couldn't tear his eyes away from her.
He should've been horrified.
He should've run.
But instead... his heart pounded faster, hotter. His breath caught. His body responded before his mind could catch up.
He was entranced by her...
