"Hey, think I can get another sip of water, Kat?"
Jahi crouched in front of me and tilted her head, the Demoness' black hair plated with sweat and sticking to her blue skin somewhat, though even in this physically exerted and recovering version of herself I found her to be stunning, far more beautiful than anyone I had ever seen in my previous life.
Even the people that I had been blinded by lust and love for stood no chances against Jahi, her sheer size and raw confidence something that no one could have replicated in my 'advanced' society; the figure of someone who lived for fights that determined life and death, the arrogance of a Noble who knew she was better than everyone else and was able to prove it...
