She took a deep breath.
Staring at that small figure, Kuisaxinna struggled to look away.
The image that had just flashed through her mind was—
Pouncing on Zerg and devouring her completely.
Quesatusta had craved the Demon King's authority immensely, and now she found herself... craving Zerg immensely.
What vicious curse had the ancient Sarkaz placed upon her?
Profane thoughts kept churning up within her.
That was wrong.
How could she harbor such blasphemous, sinful thoughts toward the god who had redeemed her?
Kuisaxinna's body trembled slightly.
Damn Quesatusta!
"Liz..."
With her back to the two embracing figures, the girl's voice was hoarse and low.
"Kuisaxinna!"
Liz sprang apart as though shocked.
She felt that if Kuisaxinna had seen what had just happened, it somehow would not have been appropriate.
But—
It had felt good.
Her body felt so relaxed.
She was a little reluctant to let go.
"Liz, I came to save you."
With tremendous willpower, Kuisaxinna suppressed the thoughts endlessly surging within her.
She turned around and looked once more at the golden-haired Sarkaz and the small child.
"Mm!"
The moment she saw Zerg—
The desire she had suppressed surged back into her heart.
Her body's instincts drove her to accomplish one thing.
To devour her god completely!
A dim room, strange sounds of water, seductive voices...
Kuisaxinna had no choice but to close her eyes.
Otherwise, she feared she would put it into practice directly.
"Kuisaxinna, what's wrong?"
Liz was confused.
Why was Kuisaxinna's face... a little red?
And why had she closed her eyes again?
"Are you hurt?"
The golden-haired Sarkaz rose to her feet and gripped her staff again.
"I'm not hurt, Liz."
Kuisaxinna pressed her legs tightly together.
Quesatusta's curse had affected her, trying to drive her to devour Zerg completely and seize everything