The understanding became an assumption among many. The belief that she died long ago gave no comfort to enemies. In her company, heartbeats broke into rhythm as death became a passion. Her charm gave men an appetite for chocolate pussy even at death. Tears upon her sword, drew blood from life without a touch. From dark alleys to mountaintops Nico let them die with grace. As the body count led her closer to LoKen Dragon founder she began to see her brothers reflection.
Next part: 5/26/19