Leon casually looked at the head that had just rolled to his feet.
Wide-open crimson eyes peeked from behind black and purple strands of hair, frozen in a strange expression, a combination of a smile and terror.
Alice's severed head stared at him.
Thud–!
Her torso collapsed forward, blood gushing from her neck, splattering across Leon's face and soaking him wet.
His lips tasted metallic.
He looked up.
What he found was a pair of black eyes staring down at him. Endless spiral lashes, blush-pink wings spread behind her back, a thin pointed tail slithering lazily in the air, and one huge horn crowning her head told Leon exactly who she was.
A succubus.
Her pupil locked on him as she indecently pursed her lips.
But this wasn't any ordinary succubus. This was an Archdemon. A Succubi. And their future clan master.
Lyra Ve'Nora.
