Where the blade freed itself from the commander’s body a torrent of blood erupted from the man’s body covering the mechanical maiden’s pristine flesh in lovely crimson.  The crimson gout covered the machine from head to toe in the warm life sustaining fluid.  Khementari arched her neck backwards,  her entire body trembling with lust, as if she was caught somewhere between bloodlust and orgasm.<br/><br/>Before his body began to drop to the floor,  she lashed out once again.  The blade screamed through the air,  cutting the very molecules that found their way between her and her mark.  The weapon was aimed true,  the blue glowing blade slammed against his throat.  He had just a moment to scream out in terror,  before the weapon passed entirely through his flesh,  and his skull fell to the floor with a loud thunk as another gout of crimson fluid burst fourth from the man’s neck.<br/><br/>She tilted her head backwards,  her legs wobbling as she deactivated her blade.  Her legs trembled and she brought a blood covered hand to her lips.  She slowly ran her tongue,  along her fingers gathering up the man’s crimson life force from her flesh,  and she slouched forward.  “Mmm  yes!”   Her chest was rising and falling,  and she leaned forward,  panting as the crimson fluid leaked down her pale features.  “I forgot how good that felt…”  She purred.