Priya nodded solemnly. "Even though we've had our fair share of experience… the man's stamina is monstrous. And he's only getting stronger."
Leila nodded shyly. "And Roland keeps asking if we can all… um… go together. He says it'll help him relieve stress."
The three women shuddered in embarrassment. In truth, they'd been passing out one by one whenever Roland got serious. His strength, now approaching Rank 10, had become overwhelming.
Janet gently rubbed her belly. "Now that the baby's stable, we can do it again. But Roland's talking about a combined effort. It's going to kill us…"
Their chatter was interrupted as the door opened and Roland stepped in, cloaked in his usual commanding aura. His eyes, however, were locked on the unconscious woman, his brow slightly furrowed in concern and thought.
He knelt beside her and examined her pulse, lightly placing his hand above her chest. Even through the remnants of her armor, he could feel the restrained power within her.
