Reborn as Demon Sorcerer

RADS 77. Bloom Lady

Sam squeezed through the crowd and his eyes caught onto the figure at the center of the commotion, Ladybloom herself. She sat alone amidst a throng of adoring men, her presence commanding attention like a beacon in the night.

Ladybloom's beauty was a spectacle to behold, a mesmerizing vision that seemed to defy the limits of mortal allure. Her face was a canvas of perfection, sculpted by the hands of the divine to radiate an ethereal charm that drew the eyes of all who beheld her. Her features were delicate yet captivating, with high cheekbones and a full lip that lent an air of elegance to her countenance.

But it was her striking long pink hair that truly set her apart, cascading down her back in waves of shimmering silk. The vibrant hue seemed to catch the light and dance with a life of its own, casting a rosy glow upon her porcelain skin. Each strand was like a spun golden thread, complementing her otherworldly beauty.

And then there were her assets, curves that would make a goddes