"Demigod? Hmph, I'm just a priest who is really good at his job... but do you really want me to let my control slip? Do you want to be let with bruises... bite marks... maybe a broken rib from being bent too far?" He matched her moan with a pleasured growl and smirked. "Blurring the lines between fantasy and reality..." A golden rune appeared around her navel just long enough for her to notice before it faded. "Could make you fertile whenever I wanted... Could give you the world... or I could fuck you into a coma and never see you again. That I will leave up to you."<br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Nalo was created to help mortals, and she's shown that she can and wants to. That should be enough to at least treat her with a measure of respect. She can be good, even if you don't trust her believe in me and my judgement."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>