He feels weaker and weaker, Mela's draining his soul and spirit. She kisses him more and more hungrily.
Mela: Shh...itĺl all be over soon..
Mela pulls away and sighs
Mela: Damn...for a shardkeeper, you sure are weak...
Mela: hm...?
Mela: Damn, you recovered fast....and no, Iḿ not a succubus, don´t compare me to those basic bitches...
