"Aaaah..."
At dawn, Allen was woken by a piercing shriek.
He blinked sleepily, his eyes adjusting to the light.
The campfire had burned out, and it was already broad daylight outside the cave.
Lilia stood nearby, completely naked. A pair of massive devil wings stretched out from her back, filling the entire cave.
Allen's sleep vanished instantly. He swallowed hard, his mind flooding with memories of the night before.
"Y-you turn around!" Lilia felt his intense, predatory gaze. Her face flushed bright red. Overcome with shyness, she quickly pulled her huge wings shut, using them to cover her body.
Only then did Allen notice her wings were different from before. Golden patterns shimmered faintly across their surface.
"I need to get dressed. No looking!" Lilia saw that he hadn't turned around. Her face burned red again, tears welling in her eyes. She felt both ashamed and wronged. Especially thinking about the night before, she realized she had been the one initiating it...
