“Hah…… hah…….”
A narrow alley.
Mariang roughly wiped the blood dripping from her cheek with the back of her hand and gasped for breath.
Pain rose from her crushed knee, but she had already modified her pain receptors, so it wasn’t unbearable. It only creaked a little; she could still move well enough.
“Tsk…….”
She clicked her tongue hard and leaned her back against the wall.
Thighs, back skin, belly skin, arms, shins, and innards.
Not a single part of her was intact. Her entire body was drenched in blood. It only didn’t show because she was wearing a black dress. The iron smell unique to blood had long since buried her own scent. A nauseating yet sweet fragrance spilled from her all over.
Thanks to having grafted in some of a succubus’s bodily fluids, her blood contained a slight amount of aphrodisiac compound. But its painkilling effect was stronger than its ability to stir sexual excitement, so she gathered the flowing blood in her palm and drank it down in one gulp.
Gulp...
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