He was running through the thick, dark forest surrounded by nothing, but danger and right now he was being hunted. Rushing along the path while holding on to a delicate armament, ain’t a joke but, when it’s something you risked it all for, it’s worth it.
"Don’t let him get out of sight!” A shout echoed through, that nearly shuddered him. He was fast, but he had to take the lead, being caught by the soldiers meant nothing but trouble.
After entering a denser region of the forest, he used one of his exclusive skills. ‘Stealth’, and he vanished.
“What the hell? Where did he go! Find him!” He could see those soldiers conversing from a few branches above. Climbing that fast certainly helped him well.
Now he had to wait for them to scatter away, which they did in just a while allowing him to escape.
Entering a castle certainly proved to be a difficult task, but to him, it was just a daily routine. He walked right through the castle halls and entered a seemingly familiar room.
“Alas! finally, there’s no one on my back!” He thought, letting out a sigh of relief he entered the room but was caught off-guard as he was pinned by a girl, young and beautiful but rather stronger than him.
“Got you, Prince!”

Burning Soul 

Ember was pinned on the ground soaked in her own blood as an invisible force made sure she didn’t move a bit, while one guy sat on her and tried to rip apart her while the other stayed guard! 


The tables had turned for the worse now, 


just one move and Belphegor managed to rip off her clothes revealing her bare skin. 


He grabbed her chest and poked his craws in causing a stream of blood to peek out and slide by. 


Her eyes were widened by the horror she was facing, 


“Got some strange clothes on you, enchanted, oh! How great I feel, how great how great how greaaaaat I feel” Him tearing apart her scales was no joke, Ember couldn’t help but watch this all with utter helplessness. 


The Moon Goddess!