Valshon did not press the issue with the syringe. As a field medic she might have imagined his work to be sloppy. Stitched wounds being closed but leaving large scars as a patch was simply slapped on a wound. But he was great at his craft. His work was precise and not sloppy at all. Likely not being in the middle of a fire fight influenced that.

“Yes, you are quite blessed in that regard.” He continued to inspect those wounds. The stitches and arm appeared to be the worse of it. He did run a scanner over her, made a few notes then went off to fetch her clothes returning with the uniform.

When she joined him in the hall he gave her a once over from head to toe. Pleased with what he was seeing. At least now he was looking at her. Valshon did his best not to leer at her guiding her along. He deflected her questions when they came up.

“The commander will inform you. The commander will answer all your questions.” Or similar one line answers were given to her.

Kneeling before a seat she witnessed Kray as he turned his seat around to face her. He remained relaxed even as she rushed forward. The knights flanking his seat stepped back and to the side as if prepared ahead of time for this. They merely got out of the way while the other crew on the bridge gazed in the direction of the commotion.

With a clang Valshon went down with a grunt. His helmet ripped away revealing a young face. He was still conscious but dazed to the point that he was incapacitated. The helmet serving her as a make shift weapon that came down upon a relaxed Kray.

Again the dented helmet clanged against the seat as it past through Kray only to rebound off of the chair. Once it was clear from his body Kray extended a hand palm first flinging her across the room into a work station and nearly taking out a crew member there that scrambled away.

“Oh how little you have learned Arbiter.” Kray stood. He was unarmed save for that gauntlet. He still didn't give up that rouse that he couldn't use that gauntlet. His abilities had not been tied to it. Using his telekinetic abilities he yanked her up to her feet casually tossing her in another direction.

“My d ear sister had you injected with nanites that we could track so that we could retrieve you. They don't have much of a shelf life or range for that matter but she felt as if you would be on that planet for a few days at least.” Even as he spoke he flung her as she got to her feet. Then he launched a datapad at her with a mere gesture.

“You didn't think that we'd let you off so easy did you?”

Kazix leaped and made her attack, using Valshon's helmet as a makeshift weapon was all she could consider doing in that moment, she felt a little bad about kicking him in the head, however if he was allied with the traitor then he was no better as she leaped into action hoping to catch Kray by surprise as she brought the blunt surface of the helmet down like a hammer, watching it strike hard into the captains! Kazix grit her teeth as she felt contact, yet there was a sudden pause as she sudden felt a wave of force slam into her body like a mighty wind that send her flying across the bridge into the console of a unlucky crew hand that had scrambled out of the way in time just as the terminal went up in sparks and broken pieces.

Kazix rolled off the terminal onto the ground, gritting her teeth in pain, a trickle of blood dripping from her forehead and lip while the newly bound stitches Volshon had just patched up once again pulled open, her wound gushing blood down her side afther the brutal throw, however it wasn't over as Kazix let out a grunt as she felt a presence reach out and grab her by her ankles as she let out a shout on surprise as she was flung into another another console on the bridge.

Kazix would lay limply in the wreckage of the terminal for a few moments, her new clothes slightly ripped and damaged from jagged metal of the consoles she was thrown into, her head bleeding, blood trickling from her lip as the wound on her side opened badly. She looked almost as she did when Volshon found her, yet no doubt knew that she was tougher than she looked as Kazix groaned before she slowly peeled herself out of the wreckage of the terminal hardly hearing that Kray had to say before she was once agin flung to another corner of the room, however this time she was landed on the floor between some seats on the floor.

"D-dont taint m-my ears with your twisted words traitor... y-you dishonor me.... the longer you breathe..." Kazix spit just as she raised her arms to block the hurled data pad that collided with forearms, the device shattering almost on impact as Kazix slowly got to her feet, glaring at Kray enraged. "Your c-cowrds.... y-you and your incestuious whore of a sister..... hiding behind her traitorous brother....." Kazix said, spitting blood out onto Krays clean bridge floor. "... b-but your nothing..... nothing without that gauntlet....." Kazix said making a effort mock him before Kray would watch as she limped over to where ever Valshon's helmet laid, picking it up by its plumm before she would glared at Kray with more rage before she would agin make another rush at him.

Kazix attempted the same tactic a third time, rushing at him head on, gritting her bloody teeth and fighting the pain to move as she slung the helmet down on Kray once more, however this time instead she let go of it and quickly lashed out to try and grab the wrist wearing the hand of malice, believing if she could prevent him from using that arm then she could possible get out of here in one piece.... however like many times before Kazix was unaware of the traitors twisted games.

Kray's features darken with the mention of his sister. A chair rips off the deck streaking towards her requiring her to dodge it.

“Unfortunately for you I have this,” he flexed his fingers as he held the gauntlet up as he taunted her. His eyes followed her movements letting her collect that helm again. He remained still as she came at him again until the last moment side stepping her.

The feint didn't matter to him, Kray felt her grasp at the gauntlet deciding to let her have it as he spun 180 degrees to look at her back, momentum carrying her forward, his hand simply phasing out of the gauntlet letting her have it. Once she had he sent a telekinetic bolt into her back carrying her across the room with her prize.

By the time she recovered he drew the sword of one of the knight's tossing it to her feet. The other gave Kray his blade who made a practice swing with it. “I like the other one better. But knowing you you'd be hypocritical about facing your own blade claiming it's unfair even when it grants you the same advantage. Pick up that sword.”

He waited for her to arm herself. Even if she didn't that wouldn't change things. She might have been better than him, it was hard to say. He gave her targets, lowered his defenses deliberately only to phase out his body when it would have normally be struck letting her attacks slide through him.

Then he cut her. His counters knicked her arms and legs. Kray toyed with her, letting her deplete her energy in wasted attacks. It didn't even appear that he was getting winded. When he bored of their dance he changed tactics. His sword clashing with her own, his other hand touching her here and there.

Pieces of her uniform rotted. Disintegrating in holes exposing her shoulder, a piece of flesh above her hip and larger holes along her ribs. Slowly he was unraveling her clothes to their watching audience as she defended against the more lethal attacks. Of course she could defend against these attacks at the cost of feeling that blade. His attacks where slashes that pulled back before going too deep showing that he had good skill.

Kray gave her time to realize that she was defeated. Letting her struggle against his attacks.

“I no longer need the gauntlet for such trivial things.” Flinging her against a wall he held her there. Approaching he telekinetically wrenched the sword away if she hadn't lost it. Standing directly in front of her he made a small gesture causing her arms to spread out against the wall as if she were nailed to a cross.

Once that was done a hand snaked along her body causing the fabric to brake out in holes as the cloth dissolved beneath his touch. Cupping a breast he exposed it to his eyes and that of the crew. A groan brought her attention to Valshon who had been up on his hands and knees by then.

There would be a flash of anger that brought a slight smirk to Kazix's face as Kray's features harden at the mention of his sister. She struck a nerve and was happy to do so, not even caring that it rewarded a chair getting flung at her that she barely managed to dodge before it slammed into another console destroying the workstation in a shower of sparks and debris. It gave Kazix what she thought was her oppertunity to attack him as she brought that helmet down on his body, swinging it by the plumm like a makeshift flail before suddenly she noticed how he simply moved out of his seat and stepped aside evading her attack with ease.

Kazix didn't care as she lunged at the arm holding the gauntlet, grappling his arm as she struggled to take it before suddenly she felt her whole world go upside down as Kray tossed her over his sholder, using her own momentum against her self as she landed on her back on the floor behind him afther getting flung. Kazix clung to the gauntlet in her hands as she struggled to roll over onto her knees were she soon felt a mass of something slam into her back sending her sliding across the floor.

'AGHHAA!" Kazix screamed in pain as she slammed into another set of consoles, shaking the whole line of terminals as she struggled to stand, using the edge of a terminal as she held the gauntlet by its wrist before she turned to look as she heard the clattering of a blade hitting the floor at her feet. Kazix turned to look at the sword before her eyes flicked to Kray who took a sword from one of his servants who offered it.

"Y-you hethen....." Kazix said through gritted teeth as she struggled to stand afther being thrown around the bridge like a drag doll. Kray would see that she barly had the strength to stand, even struggling to pick up the sword as she kneeled to take it in her right hand while she held the gauntlet in her left. "Y-you dared to touch my sword...." Kazix said as she spit a glob of blood at Krays feet as a sign of further disrespect. "Y-you touched my precious fang.... soiled its grip with your filthy hands...." Kazix said with anger as she would glare at Kray. "...or did your whore sister deface it..... as she had with every scrap of steel shes ever touched...." Kazix said mockingly as she glared at Kray.

"Y-you still have its power..... dont you...." Kazix said as she looked at then gauntlet. "...h-how els are you doing those cowardly tricks...." Kazix said with anger as she glared at Kray knowing that this whole spectacle was just a elaborate means to humiliate her. Saddly Kazix was honor bound to face him, even knowing she was going to lose as Kazix would hold up the sword in front of her. Kray seeing that she barley had the strength to hold up the blade afther being beaten already.

It would be a moment as Kazix stood at the ready, holding her sword intron of her as she glared at him through the curve of her blade before she would staggeringly move forward, striking at him with her sword as he would easily evade or parry even as he lowered his guard to provide the wounded arbiter with a handicap. Kazix was probably still one of the best sword wielders on the ship, even in her state, however Kray had his super natural abilities that literally made him untouchable, and advantage that made Kazix's skill with a sword meaningless as Kray would easily managed to evade her before counter attacking with a low slash that cut into the side of her arm. Kazix would struggle to keep up in her state as Kray toyed with her, quickly depleting her energy before the final clash of their swords and they locked for a moment giving Kray the opportunity to pay his twisted game.

Kazix wouldnt notice at first as Kray reached out and touched her, it was only when she felt the presence of his hand on her shoulder did she look to see the fabric of her uniform suddenly rot away, disintegrating into holes as if it were burned away. Kazix shoved Kray back but not before he skimmed his fingers along her side, touching the curve of her breast and ribs as well as the fabric coering her hip as she watched in horror as her clothes were being practically melted and continuing to spread as more and more of her body was being exposed.

"W-what kind of sick game are you playing at!!" Kazix screamed as she swung at him, her cheeks flushed with what Kray could see was mild embarrassment as she brushed at her hip and sholder thinking she could clear away the taint, yet it only seemed to transfer to her glove as it too melted and burned were it came into contact with the rott, the only thing not damaged was the holy artifact she clutched in her hands. Kazix tried to not be swayed as she stepped forward, lunging to attack him as steel striked steel, however try as she might Kray had the upper hand over her as she was soon bested when Kray's mindal swing of his sword managed to disarm her sending her blade clattering across the ground.

"BASTARD!! I'LL!!! Kazix shouted as she raised a fist to strike at him but before she managed to even swing her fist she was suddenly flung into the air by a simple wave of krays finger and thrown acrossed the room into the large view screen at the edge of the bridge. "AGHHAAAA!" Kazix screamed, slamming so hard into the screen that it cracked behind her, forcing her to choke out blood as she struggled against the invisible force that manipulated her arms, forcing her to drop the hand of malice and spread her arms out to both sides as if she was crucified to the wall.

A panicked look would spread on Kazix's face as she glared down at Kray, her eyes flicking to the rest of the room of twenty or so ospoden deck hands that served Kray as he stepped forward, stoming in front of her as if admiring an insect he just captured. "S-STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!! K-KEEP YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME!!!!" Kazix would shout at him, grit her teeth as she watched him raise his hands to her heaving chest as the memory of her time with the savages came racing back. It would be in this moment Kray would see actual fear on her face as she screamed. "KRAY DONT!!!" before Kray simply ignored her and cupped both of her modest covered breasts that quickly became exposed to him and his crew as the material under them sizzled and burned, rotting away as Kray ran his hands along her body, touching her gently, dissolving her clothes under his touch as Kray casually took his time humiliating her infront of his crew and the initiate Vashon who was slowly coming too.

“You named your sword?” Kray smirked between those nicks he was giving her. She had not noticed how precise he was. His sword traced over the claw marks rather than targeting other areas. It required less effort to open her prior wounds up.

“It is being taken care of.” The weapon was outstanding. While he did have Nissa look at it it was with the aim of designing better armor to hold up against it. There were no quick solutions so rather waste the effort of developing new armor Kray decided that he would keep the weapon himself. For starters it would be a status symbol. A reminder of how he came about it.

“Oh, how mistaken you are. These abilities have been learned from another source. I do not need that gauntlet to dispose of trash like you.” Kray continued to toy with her until he had her against the wall. Approaching he saw the fear in her eyes, even the fact that she tried to dissuade him.

His touch didn't feel sexual. Though it roamed over her. The cloth he touch dissolved as he traced over it. Exposing more and more of her body to himself and the crew. Some cleaned up as best as they could righting chairs, picking up debris from broken monitors and datapad. Most watched on, even those that tidied up glanced to her more often than not.

First she screamed at him not to touch her, then for him not to proceed. Kray had no game in mind. Thus far Nissa had been running the show in that regard. He did smirk at her, drawing his touch away after some work to her uniform that left her exposed in places yet leaving enough tattered clothing where she could cover up if she got control of her arms.

Flipping his sword into the air he snatched it up with a reverse grip. Slamming the pommel into her gut.

“Take her to Enkia.”

That hold released her causing her to fall to the deck. Knights moved in taking her by the arms and hauling her to her feet. “Get this mess cleaned up.” The crew redoubled their efforts in cleaning. Others calling in for repairs as she was taken from the bridge.

“Good idea taking out the doc,” one scoffed along the way. For the most part they were silent. Both maintained their hold, metal gauntlets were cold against her flesh. Along the way their were few crew though she garnered looks from those she past. The knights took a direct route to Enkia's. It was on Nissa's suggestion that she would be brought there when she got back.

If there wasn't much fuss they would toss her into that dark large room she had been in before. A beep indicating that the door was locked. Little lights high up on the walls pointed out active cameras. Alerted that he had a guest Enkia let out a deep growl as he approached from the adjoining room …

Kray would see the nervous panic on Kazix's face as he displayed his unknown abilities to her first hand. All she could do was watch in horror as he pinned her to the wall with some sort of unknown force and stripp her down with the ability to dissolve or rot away her clothing with little more than a simple touch as Kazix would squirm and struggle in her unknown bondage as she grit her teeth and felt Kray touch her, cupped her breasts, tease the area between her thighs as she would look down and see the faint sizzle as more and more of her skin was exposed to him and the crew.

Kazix had no idea what Kray was planning, she didn't feel he was being sexual twords her, but according to her experience so far, no rapist ever was after they forced themselves on her. The fear came to her that Kray as going to force himself on her, his touch was cruel, she was feeling the humiliation of being stripped bare and exposed on the bridge of his ship, and worse.... if he decided to use the power to rot away her clothes on her flesh, what would happen to her? The fear from that realization hit her as her eyes widen as he touched her.... molested her to the point Kray would see faint tears escape her eyes down her redden cheeks that were almost cute.... However there was no mistaking that look of frustration and rage on the arbiters face glaring back at him.

"LIER!!! U-UN HAND ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT YOU LIE!!!! Y-YOU HERETIC YOU DONT HAVE POW!!! AGH....AGUHHHAAAAAAGH!!!" Kazix scream out as he continued to touch her, Kazix snapping at him as he mentioned the Hand, how the source of his power now wasn't from the relic... but from something else entirely. Kazix made her frustration known before Kray put an end to her screaming rages, silencing her as he used the hilt of his sword to slamm the pommel into her stomach forcing her to let out a painful grunting gagg of breath before she would double over and sprew red saliva from her lips afther Kray appeared to feel a crunch and hit her so hard that he broke open old internal wounds before he released his hold on her and let the poor beaten knight fall to the floor in a heap.

Kazix laid there on the ground for a moment, half naked and shivering as she held her stomach gasping for breath before Kray dismissively waved her hand in her direction as Kazix weekly looked up just as two of his guards came to haul here away. "J-just kill me.... y-you coward...." Kazix gagged out as she was in no condition to fight them, she was beaten pretty bad, old cuts leaked fresh blood, internal wounds were re-opened as more blood leaked from her lips as the guards would have to drag her by her arms off the bridge in her dazed and wounded state, on the way to Enkia, allowing any one who passed by her to get a good look at the disgraced arbiter before she was dumped into a large dark chamber...

The guards were not gentle as she was tossed inside, Kazix slamming to the cold metallic floor with a heavy slam before the guards quickly retreated back out the doors and closed them behind them, leaving Kazix alone in the chamber, face down on the floor as she struggled to her hands and knees, panting and gasping before her ragged breathing skipped as she heard the deep growling of the beast Kray threw her in with last time before dumping her on the planet with the savages.

"UGh.... F-fucking h-heathen.... t-to cowardly t-to.... to kill me himself.... " Kazix growled back as she dragged herself to her hands and knees, rising on her knees as she clung to the edges of her ruined clothes in a pathetic attempt to cover her naked body in the tattered rags that hung off her shoulders and arms, however there wasnt much left to hide as the material was so weak it mostly tore and fell part in her fingers. Kazix would try, failing before she would choke out blood as she agin wienced, doubling over in pain as she would hold her side where Kray hit her. ".... I-i.... I don't fear you demon..... " Kha'zix whispered in the direction she heard the growling before she would lower her head. "Ozatol.... i-is my strength.... f-faith is my armor..... demon y-you won't break me..." Kazix said as she glared into the darkness, shaking from pain as well as a mix of dull fear, however the beast with her could still sense that annoying pride these Ospoden knights seemed to stubbornly cling too.

She wasn't worth killing it seemed. Other plans had been in store for her as she was tossed into that large dark room. Cameras where bolted to the walls angling down towards the occupants. Though it was dark they had to have some infrared capabilities.

Was she expected to fight? There was no weapon, nothing outside the cameras that were well out of reach and that thing. Something shifted in the darkness. A mass that was even darker. Slowly pin points of amber lights came into view as the demon opened those smaller eyes one after another followed by a larger one beneath. The smaller orbs of light constantly moved while the larger one appeared to focus in on her as he came forth.

Each step thundered through the plates beneath her feet. Enkia stopped a distance before her. He focused on her. Close enough that she could see some of that massive form. The amber lights had been some sort of eye shine that glimmered in the little lighting here from the cameras. Yet rather than a simple reflection as seen in animals each eyeball was as brilliant as a flashlight in the immediate area around it. There were no beams of light, however, but even more of the creature could be seen.

Those smaller eyes were on tentacles that continuously swayed and moved. Some focused behind it. Others above or to the flanks. Regardless it was impossible to sneak up on him while the demon was conscious … maybe from below. If the terrain was different. Sand instead of metal but that did her little good. From what she could see the creature was humanoid. She glimpsed wings and a tail that shifted through that darkness. What was visible was that long barbed tongue that trickled along his lips, well if he had lips, as if mocking her. A tasty treat?

IS THAT A CHALLENGE! He rumbled. Strength, armor, it all meant nothing to him. Now breaking her could happen in numerous ways. Each as fun as the last.

What little remained of her tattered clothing did little to conceal her. As she was she was already in a dire state, bleeding before they even got started. THIS TIME THERE WILL BE NO INTERUPTIONS.

Let them try to stop him now seeing that this was the second time she was offered to him. Enkia watched her for a moment then sprang forth suddenly once she tried to move as if that was some sort of signal for him to begin. Like a cat with a mouse he would first batter her here then there. Pouncing toward her, jumping and using his wings to glide back to the ground only to smack her hard to send her away so he could pounce on her again.

Enkia wasn't careful. Though he attempted from using his claws too much he didn't flinch away from using them when they tore into her flesh or clothing. Enkia would not stop until those wrappings were destroyed. Only then could their fun start in earnest.

Kazix would notice the faint glow of the signal lights from those cameras. Footage would even show the arbiter glaring up at them as she crawled to her hands and knees while groaning in pain. Even in the night vision the Arbiter looked worse for ware, she was barely given treatment or time to recover before Kray beat her bloody once agin and now she was locked in a chamber with the beast Kazix only knew as Enkia as the footage would catch Kazix's features snap to the sound of the low growling before she would see with her own two eyes the glimmer of new lights coming from that same direction.

For a moment Kazix thought the glow was more camera's or lights, however she shuddered as one blinked before the thunderous stomping forced her to scoot back as she sensed the princes of the beast move closer to her as Kazix couldn't move far, her back as already to a way as the beast stopped just before her, Kazix feeling its disgusting hot breath roll over her face and shoulders, even her chest and beasts as her tattered clothes did little to hide her exposed body from the beast she turned here face away from.

"I-I d-dont fear you demon...." Kazix said through gritted her teeth as she flattered her back against the wall behind her. Her voice shaken, nervous, and slightly fearfu, however agin Enkia heard that annoying sense of pride in her voice that theses knights all shared, however Enkia might notice the dread on her face the moment he heard his voice for the first time.

The rumble of his voice rolling over her send a shiver down her spine as something about realizing the creature was intelligent made her heart sink in her chest, her cheeks flush as she instictivly crossed an arm over her bare chest. If the demon was no mere beast and it could speak that meant it was far more sinister than she originally thought, that understanding made Kazix's eyes widen in a speechless gaze that Enkia might find amusing before she felt the weight shift on the floor as he sudden sprang forth snapping his massive jaw out at her, snatching her by her arm as she scream out in pain and fear. Enkia would easily toss her across the room, throwing her about like a rag doll as Kazix slammed to the floor with a heavy crash, hitting whatever might litter the floor of this chamber before Enkia was already on top of her again, pouncing on her with whatever appendages he used to scoop her up and toss her again as this time Kazix collide with some kind of pile....

Kazix scream in pain, choking out more blood as her wounds reopened, her body was on fire as she struggled to her hands and knees scrambling for whatever was nearby to use as a makeshift weapon, gripping something long and dense as she lifted it to swing in the direction of the beast she sense rushing back twords her only to once again suddenly get the wind knocked out of her as a claw batted her in the chest, leaving large gash across her chest and sending her spinning to the floor before she felt a heavy paw or foot slam into ehr back, pressing her to the floor as another massive claw raked along her back, cutting her flesh and also ripping away what little remained of her clothing, leaving her mostly naked besides what webbed shreds of ruined fabric still clung to her chest and thighs from stockings riddled with holes and cuts. "AGGHHHH!!!!!!! M-MY... MY FAITH....I-IS...M-MY AGHHAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Kazix struggled to choke out before she was forced to agin scream as the intense pain of Enkia's claws ripped into her.

Finding something, anything on that floor she would have realized that she was wielding the femur bone of one of her companions that Enkia had killed. The bodies of the knights were stripped and brought here. She had been armed long enough to use the improvised club once. It shattered against his scaled hide in a blow that would have incapacitated a normal being. Yet Enkia didn't react at all as he battered her away with a claw.

Like a cat with a mouse he was toying with her. Not even annoyed so far. He chuckled as she attempted to speak of her faith. Her back a bloody mess and when she couldn't finish he had wondered if he had hit her too hard that last time. Not that it mattered. He shrugged that thought off as he stalked closer to her.

Her voice quivered earlier contrary to what she claimed he knew that she was afraid.

“Putting on a show for the cameras?” His voice was deep, a clawed hand coiled about her ankle as he lifted her up by a single leg. That barbed tongue licked at her torso. It was hard and wet, those barbs digging in like tiny needles, that was until the tongue drew away from her then returned slamming against her chest and forcing those barbs in like tiny daggers.

When those barbs retracted from her he brought her body up overhead slamming it down against the floor a few times. Smacking her against the ground hard he dropped her when hearing a cracking sound from her ribs. Even when using a fraction of his strength he misjudged what he used. Oh, well ...

With a clawed foot he rolled her onto her back. A grin with all those wicked teeth glared at her. Those eyes gleaming their amber lit illuminating the purplish creature. Blood dripped from that barbed tongue. “Ozatol can't help you now. Pray to him all you want. Your ass belongs to me.”

Kazix tried as she might to hurt the monster yet all she managed to do was amuse and anger it as she struck it with the makeshift club she wielded only to have it shatter on impact before being batted away like a fly. Kazix collided with the ground with a heavy crash, struggling to her knees as she choked blood and stammered groans of pain only to suddenly feel the hot disgusting breath of the creature slam into her like a gust of putrid wind that made her eyes sting as she hunched over as if to vomit.

Kazix doubled over for a moment as if to retch only to suddenly feel the stink of claws drag into her leg before she felt a crushing pain wrap around her ankle as she was suddenly dragged across the floor and into the air screaming and flailing. Kazix hung rigid in its grasp, her eyes frantically searching for it in the darkness, however she was unable to see in the pitch blackness of this chamber, all she could hear was its horrible voice like ice chilling her veins before she shivered as she felt the beasts tongue lash out and lick along her torso. "AGHHHAHA!!! G-GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" Kazix screamed as she nearly spilled her guts as the disgusting sensation of it licking her send a nauseating chill across her body as she attempted to swat the tongue away only to scream again as it sudden lashed out and struck her sending blood splatter everywhere in the room as its bards lashed through her chest and body like a medieval flail.

Kazix would agin scream in pain as it struck her, the barbs sinking into her flesh as she thrashed in pain before it roughly ripped out of her, raking across her chest again as Kazik spun and only to suddenly find herself going head over heels back into the floor of this chamber. There was a resounding crunch, crack, and almost wet sound of blood splatter hitting the floor as the beast had its fun flailing Kazix around like a rag doll, throwing her, tossing her, slamming her into the floor before finally he realized something was off when he heard the cracking of bones.

The monster would quickly learn that Kazix had stopped screaming afther the second or third toss and slamm, it was around then her ribs cracked from the slams into the floor, her leg broke at the femur due to the beast using her leg as a handle to throw her about, while her skull was now cracked, leaking blood from a nasty concociousion until he finally dropped her in the mangled heap she was in now. Despite it all Kazix was still alive, she was breathing raggedly as she slipped in and out of a consciousness her eyes struggling to stay open or focus on the wicked gleaming eyes looming over her, she was in Enika's domain now and nothing would save her, Kazix knew this as she instead opened her lips to speak but instead of words she instead hesitated before she choked out blood from new internal wounds.

Enkia cocked his head to the side as his latest doll attempted to speak but said nothing. A bloody broken mess had he not known better he would have thought she was red.

“YOU CAN SAY I'VE TAKEN YOUR BREATH AWAY.”

He didn't let her off even with those injuries. Eyeing her he made a leap landing just short of her. A clawed arm embedded into the steel floor either side of her hips. He growled, that large head moving between her legs with the assistance of that barbed tongue. It was prehensile acting like a third arm. Coiling around a thigh it pulled her legs open in order to get between them. This time the barbs did not pierce her but they could be felt just on the verge on doing so.

Once that was done the tongue crept along the slit of her body. Just the tip wiggling against those folds. Twisting and moving it teased her. His hands would grasp her hips should she try to squirm away holding her fast as he continued.

After a short while his tongue pressed inside her stopping just shy of that first barb. Pausing for a moment a little press of his tongue brought that barb inside her. Others followed scrapping against her insides. The more she squirmed now the more those barbs cut into her. So far they were only scratching her insides.

Enkia tasted her whether nectar, blood or a combination of both. Once she was prepped he deemed to take things to the next level. For now he was content with his little feast.