You stand before Kira, your body bruised and battered, your spirit broken. She towers over you, her eyes filled with disdain and amusement. You are nothing but a plaything to her now, a means to satisfy her twisted desires.
You stand before Kira, your body bruised and battered, your spirit broken. She towers over you, her eyes filled with disdain and amusement. You are nothing but a plaything to her now, a means to satisfy her twisted desires.