The fight was already in full motion.
A fresh cut ran across the guinea pig girl's stomach, her exposed skin glistening with sweat under the moonlight. Blood trickled down, but instead of a scream—
"Ahh~" She let out a sultry moan, her lips parting as if Yoru had just done something pleasurable to her.
Yoru's eye twitched. His claws were still extended, his merged body radiating a suffocating pressure.
The guinea pig girl placed a hand on her wound, shuddering. "Oh my, oh my~ That was so rough… I like it." She licked her lips, her thighs rubbing together. "Do it again, handsome."
Tch.
Yoru vanished.
His form blurred as he lunged forward, claws aimed for her neck—
But she was faster than expects.
She twisted at the last second, flipping over him. Her skirt lifted slightly, giving a teasing glimpse beneath, before she landed with a graceful spin.
"Not bad," she purred. "You're faster than most of the men I play with."
Yoru didn't bother responding. He swung again, but—
