<span style="color: #a64dff">"Oh? And just how sure are you that I'll enjoy this? What does my dear Naga have planned for our little demon?"</span>Monia grinned up at Ophidian and shook her head.<span style="color: #ff4dff">"Where's the fun in telling you all of my secrets?"</span><br/><br/>Elerona snarled angrily and turned on Flora.<span style="color: #8000ff">"Why should I listen to you now? Clearly you only care about what my mother says!" </span>She seethed in rage but slowly enveloped Flora and held her tight.<span style="color: #8000ff">"When we're done here you're coming home with me. I'm pinning you between me and Zelina and I'm not letting you leave until I feel better." </span>The anger in her voice left no room for argument but being enveloped so tightly let Flora feel the pain and sadness from Elerona.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b35900">"I don't want to be tortured anymore, I don't want to be pregnant anymore. I just want to lay down and die. This world... I can't handle the pain anymore. I don't want to be here."</span>She looked at Ophidian for only a second before staring at the ground and occasionally flinching.<span style="color: #b35900"> "No... I don't... I don't want sex anymore. I just want to sleep and die." </span>She tried to brush his hand away letting him see just how starved she was by the bony wrist that stuck out from the sleeve of her stained night gown.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>