Please, We Need To Save The Boy!
"I-I…." The boy's voice trembled, his mind racing to find the right words to respond.
Although she possessed an undeniable allure, with her long lustrous black hair, devilish charming face, and deep red eyes, the boy couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of fear. Her eyes, like those of a hungry predator, seemed ready to consume him whole.
"So, that's your answer. Well then, I will take the girls-" The demonic lady's disappointment was evident in her expression.
"O-okay, I agree," the boy hurriedly spoke, his voice filled with newfound determination.
"Hehe, good boy," the demonic lady muttered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Come then."
With each step, the boy summoned every ounce of courage within him, slowly inching closer to the woman who held an inexplicable power over him.
As the boy stood before the demonic lady, she firmly grasped his shoulders, locking eyes with him.