This man: he didn't yield or bow to the demonic powers that be. The ones that sired her, he didn't cower before them, and he didn't dare flee. He stared them directly in the eye - sometimes eyes - he took them in heed.
Head on.
He smirked in the face of the hellfire under her skin, laughed into the blackness of night, and glared back at the umbras like purple lava pooling behind the bottomless caverns in her eyes.











