Talk:Druella/@comment-30717141-20180529213239

A young man stands before the Demoness. Tired and exhausted, he falls to his knees, his sword falls from his hands. His expression is despondent, fille dwith despair. 'Is this where I die?' his thoughts rush about his mind, realising, he has no escape from slaughter. yet the demoness does not raise her sword to deliver the final blow... Instead, she dispells her blade, and takes off her gloves, then bodice, boots, painties... until her curvacous body is exposed. she grabs the knight by the shoulders and pushes him down to the floor. she whispers in his ear: "I am not going to kill you, but I'll take something from you as punishment..." she tears off his helmet, chestplate, leggings, gauntlets. his body was exposed. "ara ara, my, what a body... I must have it..."