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To complete the final props, Cyclone and Hilmirya have been battling for a long time.

Cyclone is very relaxed, after all, this is his forte.

But for Hilmirya, it's a different story.

After countless times, it has reached a point where even Hilmirya herself has lost count.

But one thing is certain, Cyclone has only done it once.

It's terrifying, clearly both are human, but Cyclone's endurance far surpasses imagination.

Ten strikes, twenty strikes, a continuous assault back and forth, piercing through his body.

This is the man who can wield the holy sword, and the strongest swordsmanship performed under the holy sword.

"Wait, wait a moment~♡ Ah~♡♡ Wait~♡♡♡"

The relentless attacks, this combo of strikes, continue.

Has it been too long?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Hilmirya can still be so sensitive.

Slowly, the body begins to recollect.

"It's, it's about to break~♡♡♡♡"

As the body begins to adapt, Hilmirya realizes that his body is once again transforming into the structure Cyclone likes.

The complete form shaped in Cyclone's house, another self engraved in Hilmirya's heart, is about to emerge.

The incessant feeling of being attacked finally takes over Hilmirya's body and mind.

Here it comes again, he's going to kiss me...

Hilmirya senses that feeling is about to return.

And Hilmirya knows even more, Cyclone understands him very well.

No need for words, no matter what posture, Cyclone will seize this moment and kiss directly.

Intending to deliver the most powerful blow to Hilmirya at his weakest moment.

Violence and tenderness, firmness and softness, two extreme experiences will hit simultaneously.

In the moment of being kissed, in the moment of tongues and intertwining, a shock rushes from Cyclone's body.

Just like before, in an instant, the body will feel like being electrocuted, losing all control instantly.

The sensation is like a bird in the sky, not flapping its wings, letting gravity continuously pull itself down, straight into the abyss.

"Mmm~♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡"

The current spreads throughout the body, where the current flows, it's as if everything will be activated, and hands and feet will unconsciously cooperate with Cyclone.

At a moment like this now, to alleviate the impact, Hilmirya will hold onto Cyclone tightly.

Just for an instant, an indescribable pleasure flows through his body.

Yes, this feeling comes quickly and goes quickly.

The soul will leave the body in that moment, and the body will suddenly relax.

But it's not over yet, in the same position, Cyclone has not stopped his attacks.

To keep Hilmirya in that state of ecstasy, Cyclone's attacks will not cease.

"It's, it's going to break."

Or maybe he's already broken.

Descending like this, Hilmirya doesn’t know when he will reach the end of the abyss.

But even without knowing the end, deep down Hilmirya hopes to keep descending.

Because only with this worry can Hilmirya continue to lose herself.

As the body gets used to this state, it craves this state even more, eventually starting to depend on it.

Almost done, after the current travels through the body, a sense of loss follows from behind.

The beautiful moment is just a fleeting one, and when the body's sensations return, Hilmirya can only move those powerless limbs.

"Another, another time~♡♡"

To respond to Hilmirya's request, Cyclone will help the powerless Hilmirya, putting her in another fighting posture she desires.

With a gentle push, Hilmirya reverses her body.

Knowing nothing at all...

At that moment, all Hilmirya hopes for is to enjoy the same impact as before in this one position.