In the mystical realm of Arkania, where magic and desire intertwine, there exists a sacred ritual known as the Watch. It is a clandestine gathering where the boundaries of pleasure are pushed to their limits, and inhibitions melt away like wax under the fire of passion.
On a night when the moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest of whispering pines, a group of enchanters and enchantresses assembled for the Watch. Among them was a seductive sorceress named Lilith, with eyes like emeralds and lips as red as blood.
As the Watch began, the air crackled with anticipation, and the participants surrendered themselves to the whims of desire. It was then that Lilith