Byron's height grew to two and a half meters, making any tall girl seem like a petite doll in his arms.
Of course, once slightly adapted to the surge of power, it's easy to transform back again.
In the next moment, the Night Demon's four canine fangs pierced her pale skin and the faint blue blood vessels underneath like daggers.
"Ugh!"
Amita's emerald eyes suddenly widened, letting out a soft moan from her nose, the tips of her toes painted with emerald polish tensed instantly.
She then completely collapsed into Byron's embrace, letting all the blood in her body flow towards his mouth.
"Slurp, slurp..."
The girl felt the blood inside her swiftly draining like being pumped, yet she didn't move, instead holding Byron's neck tightly.
"My [Shadow Nether Cave] previously absorbed His Majesty Saint Byron, now it's his turn to absorb me.
