He bounced like the children did when he showed them his skills. The man looked like one at least. It’s done. “We need to talk.”
“We’re doing that now. “My mom says that dungeons are alive and can die. “Sex is an act of worship and over time people realized that it was a good way to prime a worshiper for battle.”
“Like a motivational speech before a battle,” Rayner said. What little Axel knew of the history of real harems was that they were fraught with assassination and intrigue. Axel settled in on the heated seat, Rayner sat across from him comfortably. A welcome relief. Sometimes there was a bead or a large ball but most of the time it was gore and guts. His eyes had rolled back and the froth covered the lower half of his face. Axel rolled his eyes. Lines of white tents bearing the Coalition symbol on flags stood neatly behind groups of people kneeling in prayer to their goddess of mercy, Hessa.
