Third Person's POV
Ethan's eyes narrowed as he could feel that this dangerous sensation, especially this heat that seemed to be hell bent on corrupting his mind and body, was not ordinary or natural in any way.
This castle stood at such a height that the air was crisp and chill even during daylight.
At night, the temperature should have been cold enough to soothe him, and not ignite him like this.
Something was definitely amiss here, and some strange and mysterious force whose origin he was unsure of was manipulating him.
His eyes flicked away from the Blood Moon that seemed to be glaring down at his soul like an evil scarlet eye.
Yet, paradoxically, the searing heat intensified the longer he resisted its pull.
The crimson light seemed closer here, almost within reach, as though this cursed peak itself fed upon its glow.
His dick became erect and rose up like a pillar supporting the sky, but his voluminous robes, along with the dark, helped it to stay hidden.
