Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



Rapidly and with no control, the bodies of Seth and Irene fell to the ground, Seth's body being the first to collide with the floor.

Seth's original plan had been to gently release Irene immediately after he hit the floor, but when he did hit it, this decision wasn't up to him anymore as he carelessly released her from his grip, his body having more important matters to attend to.

Irene's body flew into the air and hit the ground, bouncing up twice before coming to a stop.

It took Irene a few breaths to get herself together, the addition of a damaged body to her already damaged soul not doing her any good.

Irene groaned and squirmed a little on the floor, a light headache making itself known, and an unknown unnatural sound which had her confused sounded in her ears.

It didn't take Irene long to suppress her pain and lift her head up, but the image that welcomed her eyes answered her question about the weird sounds and made her forget to breathe for a second. 

"Seth" Irene's voice weakly came out, the woman shocked by Seth's current state and having no idea what to do.

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Agony, Seth felt agony as he lay on the ground, curling his toes and clawing several times at the ground, his left arm unnaturally lying to his side and not responding to his commands.

Within the few seconds Seth lay on the ground, a pool of blood had already formed around his moaning and struggling figure.

Seth lay on the ground with his chest to the floor, his torn back hung open to the world, revealing bits of his sturdy white spinal cord and his bloodied red flesh.

Gritting his teeth and looking at his left hand, Seth's eyes were welcomed to the sight of the bone in his arm dislocated and jotting out of his flesh.

It wasn't until now that Seth realized that he might have severely underestimated both the power of the attack that struck him earlier and the extent of his injuries.

Seth could feel his legs, but for some reason couldn't get them to stand up, at the moment he was like a fish on land shaking all around in vain.

Seth knew the consequences of being caught, and the thought of having another interaction with Minuha sent his mind quivering.

Seth knew he had to get up and keep moving, but he couldn't, and then before he knew it, he found his vision fazing in and out, a familiar feeling creeping up within him, but this time it was at a level so intense that Seth felt fear on what he might do.

eaglesnovɐ1,сoМ "Seth".

Though her tone was weak, Seth still heard Irene's call, but he ignored it and instead focused on getting the intense feeling within him under control.

Try all he might, roar in his mind as many times as he could, Seth felt himself slowly losing his reasoning towards this feeling, but just before it could triumph, he heard a voice speak up in the room.

"geht es dir gut, " a woman said, having just pushed the door and entered the room.

Dark hair bundled up and a face with very light wrinkles showing her maturity described the just arrived woman.

She was staring at Irene's struggling figure, worry on her face. But then Seth's guttural growls drew her attention to the far side of the room, leaving confusion on the woman's face as she tried to understand what she was looking at.

At the moment, Seth looked like a large piece of flesh whose top had been torn open and then had a pair of human legs and hands attached to its sides.

The way Seth clawed and groaned on the ground would remind one of a squashed insect that refused to die and kept wiggling its limbs.

Seth was currently covered in so much blood that it was hard for anyone to make him out as a person.

The minute Seth heard a voice, he moved like a crab and turned towards its owner, his eyes snapping towards the woman's eyes, and the woman also looking at him.

The minute the woman stared at Seth, her confused eyes turned into fear, as she understood the predatory gaze in his eyes, and without delay, she turned and fled, but how could Seth let her leave so easily.

Finding it difficult to even crawl, catching up to someone who was fleeing on two legs should have been an impossible task, but when you add Seth's unreasonable physical strength to the mix, all it took was him using his one good hand to push himself into the air and leap towards the woman.

On the second leap, Seth arrived at the door the woman had been at, and by the time he made the fourth leap, he landed beside the fleeing woman, his arm stretching out and grabbing onto her leg, pulling her back and away from the door which she had just been about to open.

"Ahhhhhhh" a scream of terror left the woman's throat as she was pulled to the floor, but her screams didn't last long as almost immediately she fell to the ground, her screams turned to moans.

With how badly damaged his body was, Seth had no time to play around, and so immediately he had brought the woman down he had immediately gone for her neck, biting into it and feasting on her blood.

As her blood entered his body, Seth's hazy vision cleared up, but unfortunately it did nothing to quench the intense feeling that Seth had been trying to keep under wraps.

Seth struggled his hardest, but in the end, fell short, and with a final scream of defiance within his mind, he was consumed by his intense feeling of hunger, losing control of his body and only able to watch as he clamped his teeth on the neck of the woman below him and then aggressively pulling his head back.