My God, were you better than Takiishi. He’d taken many beatings from him, but from you? Oh, it just felt so good. So heavenly.

He doesn’t even bother fighting back, his back flat against the ground, letting your fists rain down on him. You were like a goddess raining down divine punishment on him. What could a sinner like him do but embrace it?

You were divine. Absolutely divine. No amount of blood of violence would change that. He’d take anything from you, even if it’s a beating.