#harbingercraft

It wounded him in its own particular way not being able to acquire what he wished. There was something about Sonya Blade that sent his heart racing in a way that he’d long forgotten, but other matters had taken precedence over the desire of a woman who did not share his fondness. A shame, though he did plan to acquire her when time and circumstance permitted. But this? This mockery of his pride? It set right into the soft meat like a sharpened blade whether intended or not. And he certainly did not need advice in matters of sorcerery and the like regardless of her skill.

She wants more.

          “Yes.”

Leaning in, the God happily grasped at her sides, pulling her right up to him and planting his lips upon her own. It was a hungry kiss, the one that came from having not sated an urge for awhile. She was gorgeous, no matter the feeling she gave him. The kiss broke a moment later, those blue eyes opening again, that same smile on his lips. The taste of her remained, and it wasn’t bad. “Satisfied?”

Thanks very much to the artist @fesheik

   An unusual glimpse of contempt shines in the red leviathan’s eyes; the idea of corrupting her kind with magic inherently opposed to life one that could be nothing other than abhorrent to the Life-Binder. If she never seeks to kill and acts on it only when necessary, it is tempting to do so this time — to act, before the idea is acted upon. Yet it isn’t in her nature to do so before she has reason to; were she to learn of potential researches and attempts to create fel dragons, than it would be more than enough to move against this forsaken. For now, the red dragon refrains herself from causing harm — even to one so arrogant and disrespectful, even to one who is no longer a living being. Alexstrasza has no words for one who dares speak such wretched idea in her presence, however; and the wicked words are met only with a loud roar. A warning; leave, or else true death may just find you now.

“I do not require your recommendations.”