Some Blood

Anne couldn't help but smile as she watched Marie's graceful movements.

"Brian doesn't stand a chance!"

The elf brothers had the same thought while watching Marie fight.

Then there was the attack that blinded Brian, and they thought it was the end of the fight.

But the hooded figure appeared so fast it made them get confused. Before they managed to gather themselves she threatened Marie while some of the mercenaries started to surround them.

Anne was terrified. A small part of her wanted Marie to surrender.

When it didn't look like it, she pushed away selfish thoughts and prepared to fight and defend her dear partner.

She turned to ask for help from the elf brothers who always tried to flirt with them.

She never showed interest in them but was willing to consider if they would fight alongside her in such a desperate situation.

What she saw was them crawling towards the forest, clearly running in fear.

"Men are so shameless!"

"I can't believe I considered them as friends."

But then she heard a deep voice threatening the hooded figure. She turned around and her jaw instantly dropped in amazement.

"He's so handsome!"

Then her mouth opened even more when she realized something else.

"Should that be that big?!"

Not only her, but also Marie, and all the mercenaries stopped to look at Lucien intently. And everyone concluded that his dick was far too big.

"But why is it so hard while he was naked in the forest?"

Anne and Marie are young and innocent girls. They couldn't help blushing and closing their eyes even in this dangerous situation. It was an involuntary reaction while they had the same thought.

"Pervert!"

"Degenerate!!"

Lucien was not comfortable naked in the middle of the forest, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He acted on impulse when the hooded woman tried to attack him. So he held her body in order for her to not get hurt in the fall.

After she was lying on the floor, knocked out, he looked at Marie.

"I can help you face them. But you will have to serve me in bed."

Marie can't help being confused. She was happy when he saved her, but such a request...

A guy she has never seen appears from the middle of the forest, stark naked, and asks her to give her purity to him like that? And he still seriously spoke as if it was natural.

The "no" was almost coming out of her mouth when she held it.

Then she looked at the angry Brian, who was clearly grouping with the mercenaries on the other side of the glade, terrorized by the strange and handsome man.

Next, she looked at Anne, who would never abandon her. So she thought that if she refused his help, they would have no chance of getting out alive after pissing Brian that much.

She knew the mercenaries would have no mercy on them. Men could be very cruel to women, and she didn't even want to imagine what they could do with her dear friend.

But it was still challenging for her just to accept giving her body to him so easily. She wouldn't lie to someone who looked so strong, so she tried to negotiate.

"I can promise to consider the matter with affection. Is that enough?"

That was not the answer Lucien expected, but he did not know that he had made a very absurd request out of nowhere. Lust would have said something about him having the subtlety of cannonball if she hadn't been asleep.

But still, he wouldn't abandon them, because he needed their bodies to become stronger. And as such, he nodded towards Marie.

"That's enough. Protect your friend and this one on the floor."

"I'll be quick."

Marie knew he was strong, but she thought they would work together to beat that many mercenaries. Although not very powerful, they are more than twenty and well equipped.

But did he actually want to face everyone? and do it fast at that? She couldn't help but think he was overestimating himself.

She would not say anything because a man who walks naked with his cock hard through the forest could not be lucid.

If he was in trouble, she could just join the fight at any time. But what happened next was surreal, making her watch without closing her mouth.

Lucien did not lose his seriousness and focused look for a second. He bent quickly and picked up the knife, dropped by the hooded woman.

"I will borrow this for a while."

Then Lucien made a move so fast that few could understand, but no one could follow.

He curved his body like an Olympic runner would do to reach maximum body speed.

Equipped with only the knife, he went towards the mercenary who was closest to him. He was one of those who had begun to surround Marie's group but were regrouping after he appeared.

"Aaaaaaaaa!"

What followed the poor man's horrid scream was his blood, that splattered out of his neck in a bizarre arc.

Lucien had no mercy and cut the mercenary's neck with speed and precision. He did not want to make a show or take revenge on the mercenaries as he had nothing against them, but nothing on their favor either.

He just wanted to eliminate them quickly so he could start another type of battle with the girls.

While focussing on that, he cut the mercenary's neck in a way that he would bleed to death while he could quickly proceed to the next target.

And so he did, running as fast as a shadow, he cut the neck of the nearest mercenary and then went on to the next.

The screams of those who were hit matched with those who were bleeding, and together, made a danse macabre.

Lucien's beautiful body, which once glowed clean, was now painted red by the blood of the mercenaries. But he didn't seem to mind and kept killing without changing his expression.

The mercenaries tried to hit him with their weapons, but Lucien easily dodged the blows that were disorganized as they slashed, terrified.

Each man who fell made the next to lose more will to fight and some tried to run just to have their necks pierced from behind.

Lucien continued the manslaughter without changing his expression, or making a sound. But in his mind, he had many happy thoughts.

He had never felt this powerful before. His training was always focused on strengthening his body and senses as he had no aptitude for magic or special abilities.

So fighting like that would always be his style, but his body had limits, which no matter how hard he trained, he couldn't trespass.

Limits that now he was crossing, moving faster and faster.

He knew why he was so powerful. He knew where that power came from. And he can't help but thank them even if they couldn't hear now.

"Lust... Sophia... Thank you a lot!"

In mind, he was emotional, but his body didn't stop for a second, and he kept killing without showing any emotion whatsoever.

His body was getting redder and redder with the blood of his victims, making Marie and Anne have many confused thoughts.

"How can he?"

"He kills without blinking."

"As if lives meant nothing to him."

"What kind of man is he?"

"Man?!"

"What then?!"

"A demon. He can only be a demon!"

"The devil himself..."

Then Marie looked at something that never stopped catching her attention.

"Is he still hard?"

Anne looked at where Marie was pointing and can't help but close her eyes while blushing and cursing.

"What the fuck, how is this possible?"

Marie didn't know what to think or say. Her thoughts were divided into two halves. One wondered how he could be so strong and fast, just using a knife while taking lives like a reaper.

The other half of her mind could only think of how he did it all naked and hard. It was bizarre, but she couldn't deny that it was also a bit sexy, and she liked to see that much masculinity.

Marie waved her head to ward off those strange thoughts, and when she came back to herself, she realized there were only two more mercenaries alive, together with Brian.

Brian thought several times about running away, but he saw that when a mercenary tried to run, that demon would especially go after him and kill him from behind without mercy.

He hid behind the biggest and strongest mercenaries in the group and started to think of ways to get out of this alive.

"Why is he killing us like nothing? Doesn't he fear justice?"

The two big mercenaries heard their chief's murmurs of fear and could not help but agree with him.

"Damn devil. Why did we get in his way?"

"Shadow is the one to blame for this shit."

"She wouldn't have to act if Brian hadn't lost to the little wizard."

"What does it matter now? We are fucked up!"

Brian and his two bodyguards could be arguing for hours about who was to blame, but Lucien didn't have all that patience.

When they noticed the demon looking at them, they couldn't help but hold their breath.

"BLOCK UP!!!"

It was all very swift.

Lucien, who was less than twenty meters away from Brian, stood for a second after killing another mercenary.

When he looked at the remaining three, Brian felt a shiver and knew the demon would act very fast.

Brian shouted for his bodyguards to block at the same time as Lucien became just a blurred image.

Lucien ran at full speed with his body leaning forwards.

He focused his senses to the maximum and could see the mercenaries in slow motion raising their weapons. One raised a large shield and the other a big ax to block him.

He reached them while the mercenary on the right was still raising the big shield, and, with one hand, he held the rim of the shield and used it to throw himself into the air.

As he flew over the shield, he kicked the head of the mercenary with the ax while shoving the knife behind the other's neck.

The mercenary didn't even know how he died.

He felt Lucien's strength when he pulled the shield to gain impulse, and in the middle of the jump, a few drops of the blood of his companions dripped from the devil's hard cock, making the poor man's last-second alive a shitshow.

The ax-bearer was thrown away, but before he fell to the ground, he was already dead.

Lucien, before landing on the floor, threw the knife, which spun quickly in the air before sinking deep into the center of his forehead, killing him in that moment.

Then, he ended his jump by landing in front of Brian, who was walking backwards in fear, until he fell on his ass, on the ground.

Brian was not very powerful, but he relied on his equipment for hard fights. But after seeing the slaughter that the devil accomplished, he was so terrified that he had no thoughts of even trying to fight.

"Please let me go!"

"I will never tell anyone about this!"

"I can give you anything!"

Brian started to beg for his life, but the devil kept walking towards him in slow steps.

Lucien would have killed him quickly just to avoid screwing up that beautiful black armor, which he wanted and needed badly, but then he recalled something.

He approached Brian, who continued to crawl until he reached a tree and was unable to continue. Then for the first time since he appeared in the clearing, changed his expression to a mocking smile.

"Did I hear you talking about fucking a bitch?"

Lucien recalled that before seeing Brian and Marie's fight, he heard someone say something like that, and now hearing Brian begging, he concluded that he was the person who said that.

And the "bitch" in the subject should be either Anne or Marie.

Lucien didn't know why, but he didn't like it. Or maybe he knew it...

Brian couldn't understand because he was just terrified. He tried to speak but started to stutter, and Lucien continued looking at him with that evil smile, making fear open floodgates within him.

"There is only one dick that will fuck those girls. And it is here right in front of you."

Lucien pointed to his hard cock, which was slightly dirty with the blood of the mercenaries as well as his entire body.

Then he approached Brian and stomped hard on his face.

Brian was too afraid to avoid the rapid movement and could not understand how the devil's foot was hard as a stone.

"Pl-shh..."

"H-elh..."

"N-osto-m..."

Brian tried to beg, but Lucien was pushing his foot more and more into his face. Brian's words were distorted as he convulsed on the floor.

"Final words?"

"Hahahaha..."

Lucien continued to laugh as he stomped on Brian's head harder and harder.

After a few seconds, Brian's body stopped convulsing as smelly liquid dripped from the middle of his legs.

It was easy to understand he pissed himself while dying.