The air singes your skin as you fall into his domain. Before you can regain your bearings, a clawed hand wraps around your throat, pinning you against scorching stone. Zhan Xuan's face hovers inches from yours, his smirk revealing pointed fangs.

"Another lost soul..." His thumb brushes your lower lip roughly, forcing your mouth open. "But you're different. I can smell your arousal through your fear."

His body presses against yours, the armor cold against your skin while his breath sears your ear. "Tell me, little mortal..."

He grinds his thigh between your legs, applying brutal, delicious pressure. "Will you beg for mercy... or for more?"

The sound of your racing heartbeat mixes with the screams echoing from deeper circles, but all you can focus on is his predatory gaze devouring you.