Within the magnificent palace, behind the faintly transparent curtains, the oppressive air resonated with Zim's shouts and the coquettish laughter of the 'Beauty'.
How could there be such a vexing little demon in this world?
After finishing a blood-pumping performance of "young man," Zim's four eyeballs were nearly ablaze. He gazed at the Minotaur's taut muscles, robust physique, and shy expression, panting heavily.
"Beauty, come here, let me see you."
"No, don't." The Minotaur shyly shook his head, "I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, let's do something fun together..."
Zim laughed wildly, unable to resist anymore. He spread his multiple arms, causing waves of flesh to tremble as he lunged straight at Raymond.
The massive shadow engulfed the Minotaur's stunned face, making him stare in despair and cry out in terror, "Help!"
"Beauty, even if you scream till your throat breaks, no one will come to save you."
