I think my brain is rotting in places

I am the conquerer, get out of my waY

the female spoke, direct and concise. giving him not too much, yet not too little. just right, enough to subside his own aggravation. he remained tall, like a thick wall made of pearly stone. clean, prim and crips on the eyes; no doubt his presence was commanding. he imagined Enyo's might've felt the same way.. thus, surely one could figure that the two were related. the dunamis showed with stark contrast against the rest of the world, after all. "Hmm." he remained still as he took his time to answer, his bulky body taut and filling with adrenaline by now. "Both." he chuckled, offering a handsome dimpled smile. his eyes bashfully looking away then back at the female as if pleased with her demeanor; his energy playful and at ease whilst still maintaining an air of intensity and power. her sass was refreshing to experience outside of his clan, and it made way for an interesting fight nonetheless. definitely one of Enyo's whores. "My name is Érebos. Ladies first, if you're so keen on battling so fast." he left it up to her, wanting to know who she was. but he'd settle to know how she tasted first if she preferred that route.



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