"Queen Marax, please pierce me with those arrows in the most brutal way possible!"
"I love you, Marax!"
"She is both beautiful and powerful. Even if I'm not chosen, I will remain faithful to her for the rest of my life!"
The shouts echoed without end.
Nick gaped. Although Marax was indeed very beautiful, who in their right mind would want to be skewered by arrows? Just hearing it sounded terrifying…
These demons really weren't normal at all.
At that moment, the accompanying dancers suddenly dispersed. More demons appeared, each of them incomparably alluring. They swayed and danced gracefully, leading groups of guests deeper into other areas of the tower to begin their revelry.
Those who had just sworn eternal fidelity were now already rushing off to satisfy their desires.
Worthy of being the citadel of naked desire, everything here felt utterly natural, as if it was always meant to be this way, with nothing strange about it at all.
