Chapter 35: The Old Gods Are Coming Back...

The wound rapidly healed on my shoulder with a strange black aura and energy pulling my flesh back together. When the angels saw it, they quivered in fear momentarily, while the stronger ones looked even more ferocious.

"You monster!"

Qeldia looked frustrated as she swung her right wing, trying to slice my face with the sharp claws on the tip.

Twisting my hips, I stepped forward and grabbed her from behind, enjoying the feeling of an angel's ass; she suddenly began to tremble when my hand slid along her body, making it easier to have a chat with her.

"So... why are you attacking, in reality?"

"Get.... off me... you beast! Gah....help me.....master!" Her voice sounded weak, feminine, and nothing like the woman who slaughtered people just a moment ago; however, nobody came to help her and I began to enjoy teasing the angel more.