Damn, we do not get the one the poets were to sing songs of!
Let us not forget brothers!
je "You ask for far too much, far too early. You really think you are ready? You think you have what it takes to rival a {i}demon lord{/i}?"
ro "I already killed one, and you’re no demon lord, Jezera. Not yet."
ro "Not until I crown you as one."
Victory achieved moment
"THE PROMISED PREMIUM CG"
"… The sight that followed would then burn into his retinas and fuel his determination for weeks to come. The image of Jezera, leaking cum from her cunt, struggling to stand on wobbly knees, with her back turned to him…"
"He had no words. If a poet would ever immortalize the things that happened that day, Rowan hoped he would skip the battle, and focused on describing the cum-filled, self-proclaimed Mistress of Bloodmeen."