Koya's eyes widened as Pale Sword kissed him. He could hear Victoria shouting in his head and that was followed by a beam of blood that descended from the air packed with all the hatred that Victoria had for this fragment of a god.
However it bounced off some kind of barrier that was erected around Pale Sword, and sent the beam of blood to Numb who was watching this with barely concealed hatred.
The beam passed by his cheek and carved it open and he grabbed onto the part, just looking at Pale Sword with hatred.
'I swear long kisses look different in the anime we watch.' Pale Sword deliberated as she kept on kissing him, pulling back her face a bit and slabbering saliva around his mouth, making it drip down his clothes.
It was a whole different thing to watch it in anime and a whole different thing to act it out. That was what the goddess understood now and Mio still dragged at her phantom hair.
