Maikura Zhen strikes—an avatar of merciless will in the fathomless void. Her ship unleashes bolts of electric fire, piercing her adversary with unholy precision. The victim convulses in an obscene parody of life and writhes beneath the torrent. Her flesh, once proud in its vitality, betrays her; her cock spasms grotesquely, its final eruption a pitiful mockery of virile defiance.
Her lips quivers Before Zhen’s eyes, it flutters open and close like the maw of some deep-sea horror gasping for breath, yet no sound came forth—only the silent screams of a soul lost to the abyss.
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