She struggled to reach for those three severed fox tails, but grasped nothing.
She watched helplessly as the three snowy fox tails tumbled like kites with their strings cut.
Blood mingled with the purple gold fox fire, painting a tragic, dazzling trail across the night sky.
"Kian..."
She frantically tried to pry apart the dragon claws, and when she couldn't, she bit at them, actually tearing off a piece of dragon scale, her mouth flooded with blood.
It was as if she had truly gone mad.
She heard Mael Valerius's muffled groan of pain at her ear.
"Good girl, just a bit harder."
He actually laughed softly and pushed his dragon claw between her teeth, his dark gold slit pupil flashing with a twisted excitement: "Shatter me with your bite... then our bones and blood will blend together..."
Luna Sutton finally released her bite, her lips stained a vivid red, her scab-ridden, pus-marked face ghastly strange. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "You really are insane."
"Insane?"
