Decline

"Begone, fiend," Mira hissed. She was done with serving anyone. She was done with following orders or codes of conduct. She wanted freedom, even if it meant **** and destruction. Surprisingly, Taracus didn't answer, his presence just dissipated. Marus entered the room soon after.

Demon lord smiled seeing his **** standing, he didn't remember giving an order to unchain her but he didn't remember much of that lust-induced event. He concluded that he gave one of the guards a corresponding order and simply forgot about it. He approached her slowly, trying to read her emotions. She recovered quickly, there was fear in her eyes but defiance was stronger and Marus liked it, he wouldn't want to break such a toy... at least not to soon.

"Ah, I see you are up already, Mira. I came to invite you for breakfast," Marus said.

Mira nodded silently, still too afraid to speak. Fear mixed with rage, she hated herself for feeling so helpless. But what could she do? She was naked, unarmed, and alone with a monster. Her mind raced looking for escape options, but all she could think of was faked submission. She must win time for an opportunity to flee or... better, strike. "Breakfast?" she finally asked, forcing herself to sound calm.

Marus made a barely noticeable nod. "Yes. You have been through a lot and deserve to eat." His words were **** than she expected, making her feel confused. Was this some trap?

"Are you expecting me to," she paused, searching for the right words while still fighting her anger, "to be grateful? To thank you for your hospitality?"

Marus laughed softly. "No. Just showing my appreciation for your strength. You endured well, very well indeed. And I respect that."

And it was the moment when Mira's fake compliance vanished. "Respect?! Is it a demonic sense of humor?! You **** me like a piece of meat!" she screamed in a new feat of rage.

Rage made Paladin's naked form glow red, her muscles tensed, her veins popped out, and her hands clenched. Marus was witnessing something strange happening, something he couldn't understand at first but then he felt the presence of his enemy - Taracus. The demon of Wroth was there, part of him to be more precise. And he was pouring demonic energies into the paladin intending to turn her into a fiendish warrior.

"Paladin! Focus! Your mind is being attacked!" He made a step back and prepared for a battle, half-demons with Mira's skills aren't a joke in unarmed combat.

"I am no longer a paladin!" Mira shouted back, making a step towards him. Her eyes were the eyes of a predator, ready to lunge, there were no fear, no hesitation, only growing strength.

Marus knew he needed to act fast, soon, very soon Mira's body would begin to change, her beauty would be almost Irreversibly ruined, and her sanity would be shattered. He had to stop Taraucus before it was too late.