Really, Eva? Is that some sort of disgust I see in your eyes? Are demons so repulsive to your divine sensibilities? Oh, fuck... You're sick. You were trembling between my arms all day and night... I can't harm you just now. I've been waiting for you to wake up... But you just had to bring this subject up."
Each word was punctuated by the raw power of his anger, his fury palpable in the air around them.
"Don't act like a divine creature," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.
"Don't look at me as if you're superior when you know nothing... You pathetic... You pathetic soul."
The force of his rage was overwhelming, a tempest of emotion that threatened to consume them both.
Eva recoiled from his anger, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and disbelief.
She had never seen him like this before, and the realization that she had provoked such a visceral reaction filled her with a profound sense of unease.
