Third Person's POV
But what truly shocked and enraged the two women was not merely his presence but the thing that he was doing at the moment.
One of the demon's hands rested upon Ethan's arm, or rather, emerging from his voluminous black sleeve, a stream of writhing black tentacles that extended outward.
Their slick, unnatural forms pulsed faintly as they connected to Ethan's body.
And what pushed their fury beyond restraint was the horrifying sight that two of those dark tentacles had already bored themselves deep into Ethan's head, while five others pierced various parts of his body, binding him in a grotesque and unmistakable violation.
A disgusting sloshing sound echoed through the chamber as the dark tentacles continued to move restlessly.
It constantly writhed and shifted as if they were actively searching for something within Ethan's body.
The sound alone was enough to make one's skin crawl.
