[• Lars Eotigan – the new false name of Israfel Bludthïrste | S Rank, Apollyon of Hel Colonies, the prophesied Burning One—and the MIA Ambassador of Titans Landing •]
THE EVENING BREEZE WAS CALM as Eotigan and his consort, Inaia flew through the skies later that day. Much later. He had needed that long nap after the sexual fever of Inaia's sacrilegious tongue. The girl moved fluidly beside him in the clouds, not in the least bothered that they were hurtling ten thousand feet above ground. He watched her eye the panorama; the Cold Sea was that much green from their level. Her teeth absently played with bottom lip.
"She's so cute." He thought. And quickly stole his musings away before she heard it.
