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banging into the dirt. She was momentarily stunned by the blow, her vision swimming. Raza crawled on top of her, an iron hand closing around her throat. She felt Raza reach behind her and with his claws he sliced through the bonds that were holding her hands.
“I want you to put up a g ood fight for me, girl,” he chuckled in her ear, leaning back to enjoy the fear that he was sure would be gracing her pretty face.
“Big mistake,” Alexandra hissed as she grasped the knife sh e had managed to grab off the table and shove in her jeans pocket before being yanked out of the tent. She crammed the blade into the Raza’s exposed throat as hard as she could. A garbled rumble echoed in his chest as he reared away from her, falling back to the ground and clutching at his throat. Alex grabbed a rock, climbing on top of Raza, and began to hit him repeatedly with as much force as she could muster. His blood splattered her hands from behind the rock, hot and dotting her face with thick red droplets. Raza’s battered body twitched with every blow to his crushed skull as Alexandra pummeled his now exposed brain into the dirt.
Despite his experience in fighting, Baal could not separate himself from the distraction of his son dying. He watched, stunned and helpless as Alex beat his only son to death.
Balthazar took the opportunity to turn the tide of the fight against the old demon. His claws ripped mercilessly through the Baal’s chest. Grasping his spinal cord, he tore through the muscles that surrounded it, pulling him close with a rumbling growl. Baal howled out in pain, his hands clamping around Balthazar’s half buried forearm. He dug his claws into the flesh, pulling the hand from his bloodied torso.
Balthazar’s hand hung in the air, dripping with thick red blood, a section of Baal’s spinal cord still firmly in its grasp, but Baal was gone. He had used what was no doubt his last amount of power to escape. It was an irritation that Balthazar would have to deal with at another time, but the threat to his rule had been stemmed. Without Hasan, Baal posed little threat to Balthazar’s ascension. There were few remaining princes that could hold even a remote claim against Balthazar, and those that could were not as stupid as Hasan.
Balthazar turned his attention to the outcome of the fighting. Tavi, although bloody with minor injuries, had managed to survive. The rest had all perished, as was not uncommon in a fight between demons. Not surprising to Balthazar, Hasan had remained on the sidelines of the fight, not lifting a claw to help his own cause. Balthazar was disgusted to share even a drop of blood with him. He had a special punishment in mind for him.
Chapter Seventeen
“ Who is this?” Carolina asked, her eyes lidded as she reclined in the steaming water of her bath, a mound of bubbles barely concealing the pale skin of her breasts.
“My Lady,” the eunuch standing next to Alex said with a bow, “This is a human. Lord Balthazar desires that she remain under your custody.”
Carolina’s eyes opened, a crystallized blue, piercing Alex with her suddenly piqued curiosity.
“ A human you say?” Carolina said, wading to the edge of the bathing pool to get a better look at Alex, her long black hair swirling in the milky water around her.
“Yes, My Lady,” the eunuch said, bowing again .
“Very well, you may leave the girl with me,” Carolina said, dismissing the eunuch with a wave of her perfectly manicured hand.
The eunuch quietly shuffled out of the room, and the demoness relaxed back into the water of her bath, not saying anything to Alexandra. She simply sat, eyes closed and head resting on the edge of the large rectangular bathing pool. The heat from the water lifted up around the room, and Alex could feel the sweat forming on her face as she stood awkwardly before the bathing beauty.
“Do not just stand there ,” Carolina finally
“I want you to put up a g ood fight for me, girl,” he chuckled in her ear, leaning back to enjoy the fear that he was sure would be gracing her pretty face.
“Big mistake,” Alexandra hissed as she grasped the knife sh e had managed to grab off the table and shove in her jeans pocket before being yanked out of the tent. She crammed the blade into the Raza’s exposed throat as hard as she could. A garbled rumble echoed in his chest as he reared away from her, falling back to the ground and clutching at his throat. Alex grabbed a rock, climbing on top of Raza, and began to hit him repeatedly with as much force as she could muster. His blood splattered her hands from behind the rock, hot and dotting her face with thick red droplets. Raza’s battered body twitched with every blow to his crushed skull as Alexandra pummeled his now exposed brain into the dirt.
Despite his experience in fighting, Baal could not separate himself from the distraction of his son dying. He watched, stunned and helpless as Alex beat his only son to death.
Balthazar took the opportunity to turn the tide of the fight against the old demon. His claws ripped mercilessly through the Baal’s chest. Grasping his spinal cord, he tore through the muscles that surrounded it, pulling him close with a rumbling growl. Baal howled out in pain, his hands clamping around Balthazar’s half buried forearm. He dug his claws into the flesh, pulling the hand from his bloodied torso.
Balthazar’s hand hung in the air, dripping with thick red blood, a section of Baal’s spinal cord still firmly in its grasp, but Baal was gone. He had used what was no doubt his last amount of power to escape. It was an irritation that Balthazar would have to deal with at another time, but the threat to his rule had been stemmed. Without Hasan, Baal posed little threat to Balthazar’s ascension. There were few remaining princes that could hold even a remote claim against Balthazar, and those that could were not as stupid as Hasan.
Balthazar turned his attention to the outcome of the fighting. Tavi, although bloody with minor injuries, had managed to survive. The rest had all perished, as was not uncommon in a fight between demons. Not surprising to Balthazar, Hasan had remained on the sidelines of the fight, not lifting a claw to help his own cause. Balthazar was disgusted to share even a drop of blood with him. He had a special punishment in mind for him.
Chapter Seventeen
“ Who is this?” Carolina asked, her eyes lidded as she reclined in the steaming water of her bath, a mound of bubbles barely concealing the pale skin of her breasts.
“My Lady,” the eunuch standing next to Alex said with a bow, “This is a human. Lord Balthazar desires that she remain under your custody.”
Carolina’s eyes opened, a crystallized blue, piercing Alex with her suddenly piqued curiosity.
“ A human you say?” Carolina said, wading to the edge of the bathing pool to get a better look at Alex, her long black hair swirling in the milky water around her.
“Yes, My Lady,” the eunuch said, bowing again .
“Very well, you may leave the girl with me,” Carolina said, dismissing the eunuch with a wave of her perfectly manicured hand.
The eunuch quietly shuffled out of the room, and the demoness relaxed back into the water of her bath, not saying anything to Alexandra. She simply sat, eyes closed and head resting on the edge of the large rectangular bathing pool. The heat from the water lifted up around the room, and Alex could feel the sweat forming on her face as she stood awkwardly before the bathing beauty.
“Do not just stand there ,” Carolina finally
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