Knight wants

**** Knight was a mighty warrior, the mere sight of him sent armies fleeing and he was known far and wide for being a merciless killer.

...So why the fuck was some short white-haired chick annihilating him so easily? The thought made him burn with rage. Lysithea was a magical nuke encased in a tiny body. She was renowned for her magical prowess, but even the knowledge that at least he'd lost to a worthy opponent didn't slake **** Knight's thirst for vengeance. His plans had... changed, however.

Normally, he would simply kill whoever had offended him, and so this was his original plan- fight and kill her. But one day, in another heated battle, the tip of his scythe had cut through her clothing, exposing milky white skin and a lithe body, albeit somewhat underdeveloped for her age. He didn't see anything explicit, but just the thought of it had changed his simple plan for violent and bloody **** into something more...sexual.