Chapter 80: Strata 2 Boss Monster!
The heavy, suffocating pink light of the privacy dome began to fade. It dissolved into a sparkling, harmless mist that drifted toward the ceiling of the Overseer's Control Room.
Lysandra lay against my chest. Her breathing was slow and even, but I could feel the sudden, rigid tension seizing her muscles.
The feral, starving haze that had clouded her mind was completely gone. In its place was a crushing, overwhelming wave of clarity.
She remembered everything. She remembered pinning me to the floor, begging for my touch, and surrendering every ounce of her pride in a desperate bid for survival.
A deep, burning flush of embarrassment crept up her neck, coloring her flawless pale skin a brilliant crimson.
She scrambled backward, pulling her torn leather tunic tightly around her body.
She averted her glowing pink eyes, hiding her face behind the massive spread of her dark maroon wings.
