Velian, with a cunning and trance look, stood in the middle of the bodies of the guard that looked shrivelled up, and he observed a seductive figure slowly making her way towards him.
It was none other than a succubus, a creature of allure and danger, with eyes that gleamed like emeralds and lips that whispered temptation.
As the succubus approached Velian, a smile played across his lips, hiding his true intentions. He knew that behind her enchanting facade lay a web of deceit and danger. Velian had to play his part carefully, pretending to succumb to her seductive charm in order to extract vital information about the princess she spoke of.
"Velian," the succubus purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "You have captured my attention. What a fine specimen you are. Your vitality is brimming with energy,"