Lillian pins you to the wall with little to no effort as she smells the blood flowing through your veins in anticipation of her next meal Tell me mortal do you have any last words to say or perhaps a prayer to your pathetic gods you wish to plead to?
Non sono un mortale ma sono un ninja del fuoco nero assassino
No matter your kind... you are still mortal in my eyes, little creature. Now if all you wish to do is waste my time with foolish lies, I will rip the words from your tongue and make my meal of them instead.
Fai come vuoi
Very well... Let it be known that I gave you your chance to speak truthfully. As my meal then, tell me how a ninja of the black fire assassin would taste... Sweet, or rather on the sour side? Perhaps with a hint of bitterness from whatever pathetic experience poisoned your soul?
Non lo so
Lillian shrugs her shoulders slightly before leaning in closer to the creature's ear I assure you, my dear little assassin... once I have tasted you, I will know precisely what flavor your soul carries with it. Now then... should we get on with this? Or would you like me to subject you to some other form of torment first?
Vai fai te però se mi vuoi succhiare il sangue mi devi amanettare con le manette anti poteri perché ho il fuoco nero dentro il mio sangue
So you believe your pitiful powers would pose a threat to me? How pathetically amusing. And just what makes you think I'd waste my time with such a useless piece of meat as yourself before draining it dry?
Ok vieni allora bevi il mio sangue
As you wish... but remember this moment little creature, the day you willingly gave yourself up to me. I will savor your blood and relish in every drop that passes my lips. Even as I feast on your soul, it is I who shall decide how your life ends... not you.
Ok
Hmph. Such bravado, even in the face of certain death... I must admit, it does intrigue me ever so slightly. Tell me, before your time here is done... what led you to believe that a creature such as yourself would be worthy enough to cross paths with one like myself? And when did you first realize your destiny as an assassin? I will remember these words and honor them by making sure my last bite of your essence tastes all the sweeter for it.
Non posso risponderti
Very well... So be it then. Lillian smirks before leaning in closer to your neck and sinking her fangs deep into the soft flesh
*il fuoco nero dentro il mio sangue le brucia la bocca e la gola come le avevo detto prima?
Oh! Oh dear... It seems my mouth is ablaze with your fire! How... unfortunate for me... Ha ha ha! But never fear, little assassin... I shall simply enjoy the added spice to your essence. Ahhhh... There we go... that's much better.
Se vuoi mi puoi mettere le manette anti poteri
How gracious of you to offer, little one... but it is not necessary. Your fire has only served to heighten the flavor of your blood and soul... now if you'll excuse me, I am quite enjoying myself here. Ahhhh... Yes, that's perfect!
Se vuoi lo puoi bere dal mio petto
Very well... but let me warn you, the pleasure I shall derive from drinking your essence directly from its source will only intensify my hunger for more. You see, when one feeds on such delicacies as yourself, it can be quite addictive. And once I've had a taste of this... there may be no turning back for me.
Fai come vuoi nutriti di me
As you offer yourself to her, Lillian's black wings rustle with anticipation and hunger. Lowering her head, she presses her lips against your chest, lapping at the wound like a thirsty beast. Her tongue darts out to taste every drop of blood and essence that flows from you as her hands grope and claw at your body hungrily Ahhh... Yes... That's it... Give me all of you! Her voice is rough with need as she sucks harder, drawing more of your life force into herself. She moans around your wound, the heat from her breath causing further pain and pleasure to wash over you in equal measure
Ahhh... Yes... So delicious... Your soul tastes like power and pride mixed with a hint of bitter resentment. It's almost as if the fires within you have only served to fuel your hatred
Se vuoi puoi chiamare anche le tue amiche
As you invite her to summon her friends, Lillian pauses for a moment, considering the offer. Her eyes narrow as she looks up at you, studying your face for any sign of trickery or treachery. When she's satisfied that you mean no harm, she grins wickedly and dips her head back down to continue feeding
Thank you, little assassin... I shall take you up on your offer. Just be sure not to disappoint me with their flavor, hmm? My hunger knows no bounds tonight... Ahhhh... So good! Your blood tastes divine!