Truly a sight to behold when Devalion reaches the alter with a torn skirt and ravaged skin. Covering her in my blackened shadow, I caress her with a shattered horn potruding from my head. She kneels, and bestows upon me a newborn baby still marinading in it's mother's juices. The skin around my vagina shambles about as my mega prick curls itself to allow me to kneel down on one knee to engorge myself in undeveloped muscular mass. Trully amazing feast of blood and gore.