Chapter 200: Do you know who this guy is?
Damon smirked. He grabbed her ass again, pulling her flush against him, feeling her curves mold to his body. His other hand tangled in her flowing crimson hair, a fistful of silk, as he gently but firmly tilted her head to the side. Her slender, soft neck was exposed
Then, without hesitation, Damon leaned in, his lips finding her throat. The next second, his fangs dug in, drawing blood.
"NOOOO! Stop! You will kill her! You will kill her, you filthy human trash! How dare an insect like you lay your hands on La Rocha’s possession?!"
La Rocha could not hold himself back any longer, and he shot forward towards Damon, intense balls of mana forming in his hand. They crackled menacingly, and stray sparks from the attack were enough to sizzle the metallic walls of the fortress.
However, it only lasted for a moment. The next second, the man froze, and the attack fizzled inexplicably. His face contorted with helpless fury as he strained against invisible chains. His entire body trembled with impotent hatred.
Damon smiled. He did not pull his fangs out and sucked gently on Azuna’s neck. A flush bloomed across her cheeks as her blood flowed freely. Crimson, warm, potent. Unlike any other Damon had tasted. Rich with earth and energy. Hers was the lifeblood of a unique lifeform.
La Rocha twisted and turned, his face contorting with rage into something demonic and maniacal, and yet he couldn’t speak or even move a single inch from where he was standing. As if condemning his mere thoughts, a surge of energy appeared out of nowhere and struck him like a lightning bolt.
