"It's touching, but I hope such a thing never happens," the Succubus Lord smiled, "I still have some time, and it seems I owe you some answers to your questions."
"I am indeed very curious," Lancelot nodded in acknowledgment, "but you owe me no answers, my lady."
"Damn it, we're at this point, and you still have this attitude?" Tijana suddenly pushed Lancelot against the wall, then kissed him fiercely, "Tell me, what were you thinking when Visuvius's figure emerged once again from the Volcano Fortress?"
"To be honest, mainly about what chances there might be to turn the tables," Lancelot gazed into her eyes, "For a very brief moment, an idea flashed through my mind like a shooting star, making me realize I might never see you again..."
"Ah, that's enough," the Succubus Lord revealed a sincere smile, "Let's change the place..."
She waved her hand, summoning a portal on the wall they were leaning against, and Lancelot felt a void behind him, then stumbled into softness.
