Nyxara expected her lord to take her right there.
His ferocious and sudden movement sent chills down her spine as she gasped, pinned down, her excitement grew, yet nothing happened... instead, he remained frozen, staring at her.
'W-What's wrong!?'
Time stood still, for one second, then another... that's when his body exploded with pure mana, enough to destroy the bed, and slam her against the ground with the weight of a mountain on her chest.
"Hmph!" She clenched her jaw, pushing back the force with all her might, but she failed, and the pressure overwhelmed her.
"Master!?"
Leonhardt's eyes looked strange, blood poured down his cheeks, and he fell against her chest. She could feel the searing heat of his flesh, enough to make water sizzle, the relentless beating of his heart and the disturbed breathing as he gasped for air.
Mana driven out of control, like a child trying to use a firehose to wash his hands.
