Lilith's sweet smile turned feral as the young woman before her cried out. Standing in a long white dress, without a speck of blood on it despite the state of the room, the demon let out a laugh that sounded like a cold melody. Swiping a hand forward, she watched as skin was torn from the woman's chest, and Lilith suddenly forced her off her feet and against the wall. Approaching the girl, she bit her lip sweetly and tilted her head, "what is your name, dear?" "Alexandria," the girl replied roughly, her voice hoarse from screaming. Lilith had been enjoying this girl for hours now, and she was quickly growing bored.
Throwing the girl onto the ground with just the wave of her hand, the blonde lowered her face to the girl's and pressed a light kiss to her lips. "It's okay, my lovely virgin. It will all be over soon," the woman whispered soothingly as she traced a finger over Alexandria's throat, drawing a slice along with it. Pushing the girl roughly onto her side, she held a silver goblet underneath the trickle of blood, collecting her favourite beverage.