'!'
Yao Lian's pulse hammered in her ears as she felt Ryuk's hands grip the edge of her robe.
The fabric was soft under his calloused fingers, but there was nothing gentle about the way he yanked it apart.
A harsh ripping sound filled the air as the thin material tore, exposing her bare skin to the cool night.
"No!" she gasped, her hands shooting up instinctively to cover herself.
Her trembling palms pressed over her nether region, her thighs clamping shut in a futile attempt to protect her modesty.
At the same time, she crossed her arms tightly over her breast, her hands squeezing her soft mounds together.
The small cherry tips trembled against her palms, the cold air brushing against them only amplifying her embarrassment.
Ryuk's gaze darkened as he took in the sight before him. Her futile attempts to hide herself only highlighted her vulnerability.