"Your attempt to scare me has failed, but you have still pulled the threads of my mind.. I'll allow it."
Lips leaned toward his own pressing her red stained lips against what was just revealed to her.
"This face may be the last thing you will ever see, Satana."
Victor whispers, retracting his mask's mouthpiece, exposing his true lips. Now just a few inches away from Satana's visage.
"Then it seems you've yet to see my hand delt.
Now Doom, you wouldnt be trying to intimidate me are you? That would be a mistake..."
Tone slithered out like a silk ribbon.
"I have long grown accustomed to Hell, those threats are meaningless."
Doom claims, slightly applying pressure against Satana's chest, leaning into her slim body.
ᅠ Anas breath nearly wavered instead, a scoff escaping her lips, leaning toward him just as he, her.ᅠ
ᅠ ❝Hell will be a very delightful place for you...❞
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