Talon's HP: 9
To Hit: 5 (miss)

A mouthful of blood, as well as a sordid cough escaped Talon's lips as the tomboy applied pressure to his broken ribs. He gasped for breath, contorting his broken body as she had her way with him. The adrenaline and sexual euphoria were losing their effect. He was now starting to feel all the excruciating pain the hero had inflicted on his body. Even if he survived this encounter, his body would never fully recover. Since they were both exhausted and dying, he suddenly felt the urge to say something.

“Well...at least I won't die a virgin,” he joked, looking at the tomboy as she hungrily devoured his cock. He flicked her forehead in a somewhat flirtatious manner. “Slow down, would ya? I only have so much.”