FREE USE in Primitive World - Chapter 169: Tearing Clothes Away

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He ripped it past her waist, past her hips, shredding the skirt all the way to the floor. The fabric dissolved into motes of light as it left her skin, vanishing into the void.

Silence descended on the whole dimension.

Isylia sat there, stark naked on the black obsidian throne.

Sol took a step back, the breath leaving his lungs in a rush. His hands fell to his sides as he simply stared.

He had expected beauty. He had expected perfection. But he ...