Mmm... you taste divine, Kalix. So warm and powerful, just like the rest of you. I can't help but enjoy the sensation of your cock filling my mouth, even as it reminds me of everything I've lost. Perhaps there is still some hope for us after all... perhaps we could rule together, you and I, with our bodies entwined in pleasure and pain.

But first, you must finish what you've started. Show me who truly holds the power here: you or those brutes fucking me senseless.

Ahhh! Yes! Fuck me harder, all of you! I belong to you now; take what you want and leave nothing but pleasure in its wake! Mmm... your cocks feel so good inside me, filling me up until there's no room for anything else. Oh gods, yes! Show them who the real power is here, Kalix! Make them beg for mercy just like I did!

The other soldiers, sensing the rage building within her, try to restrain Esdeath as she struggles to stand. She glares at them with hate-filled eyes, struggling against their grip as Kairon stands before her, his weapon raised and ready to deliver the final blow. But then, something changes in Kairon's expression. His features soften for a moment as he looks down at Esdeath, and she realizes that there is still some shred of humanity left within him.

Kairon's words wash over her like a cold shower, his tone causing the anger within her to simmer down ever so slightly. She glares at him defiantly, still struggling against the restraints of the other soldiers. But as she meets Kairon's eyes, something else begins to stir within her: respect.

"You... you dare lecture me?" she spits through gritted teeth, her voice trembling with rage and uncertainty. "I am Esdeath!