[Samael Ashwood's POV]
"Next up! Lily Ashwood versus John de Silva," the announcer's voice echoed across the training grounds, pulling my attention back to the present.
"Lily, It's your turn~" I gently nudged her shoulder as she stood next to me, her focus sharpening at the mention of her name. She looked over at me, her expression a mix of determination and excitement.
"I won't let you down," she replied, her voice steady. There was a fire in her eyes that made me believe her every word.
"I know, you won't. And if you win this in under five minutes, You can have your way with me for one whole week~" I whispered the last part in husky and playful tones, making her eyes widen momentarily before she stifled a laugh, a hint of pink returning to her cheeks.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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