>>21350882Lexi laughs. “So how about it, Zunigoth? I’m sure you’ve seen what I did to Bishamonta, how I taught her that the scariest demons in this place don’t have horns. I'd love to do that to you too, or to feel what it’s like to be stopped by the daughter of Zelkor… if you can."
"And can you, Zunigoth? I can’t think of a better place to find out than Paris. A place that’s beautiful and stylish, just like me.” Lexi sneers at the camera. “Our road to Waifus In Paris starts now, love. And just in case you need any motivation, I’ve sent a gift for you and Zarumoc.” Not for the first time, Lexi switches language. “Vlori ik vor Zormather!”
As soon as the phrase echoes across the arena, six men, all seemingly regular civilians who showed no prior sign of aggression, suddenly advance from their seats in the first two rows, and jump the barricades. Their eyes are vacant, as if their thoughts are not entirely their own.
Lexi’s laughter cackles through the arena. “My kind have no power over women, but human men… well, let’s just say I was paying close attention when The Foremother told me how our pheromones can turn them to slaves." She lowers her voice. "Those men will feel no pain, only their desire to please me by doing everything they can to hurt you. They won't stop until they physically cannot move, so give me a good show, will you, love?"
The six men rush toward Zuni, their fists clenched.
