From a rooftop above the chaos, shrouded in the flickering shadows cast by the execution fires below, two figures observed the scene with a mix of tension and resolve.
Lilith, the taller of the pair, stood with her fists clenched at her sides, her exaggerated figure barely contained by scanty purple gear that clung to her large breasts and accentuated the plump curve of her ass atop her straight, thick thighs.
Tiny horns poked from the sides of her head, and a tail with a heart-shaped tip swayed restlessly behind her.
Beside her, Mermia lounged against the ledge, her slimmer form graced with rounder, smaller breasts, her darker gear etched with orange snake-like linings that gleamed faintly in the dim light.
Her own horns and tail mirrored Lilith's, marking them both as succubi, loyal servants of the fallen king.
