Welcome to Hell

His studying of the shrines hardly lasted long, though he couldn't complain. Barely understanding their purpose anyway, he was happy to put it at the back of his mind and focus on the woman approaching him, winding through the trees as if she'd been born and raised on these lands. He couldn't help but watch her move, focusing on her body and hardly her face. Once she'd finally gotten close enough to speak, Carnage could manage pulling his calculating eyes off of her body and to her equally alluring face. He smirked at her as she spoke, reclining onto his haunches as she finished speaking.

"I don't think so - I'm new around here," Words fell from his lips like honey, doing his best to tempt the temptress. Unaware of her relation to Tyranis, he couldn't help but pick up a bit of his scent on her, but he hardly thought of it. He was their King, after all. It probably even lingered on his coat from his joining just days ago. "I'm sure you're familiar with Hannibal. I'm his brother," he finished, assuming she'd be able to make the connection.


"Speech!"
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