The Untamed Concubin

Sitting in the cockpit, the small hand gripping the steering wheel was white with effort. His eyes were fixed on the vortex, a look of fear etched on his face, but his missing lips still muttered curses incessantly.,The crippled plane dove toward the vortex. The vortex's endless suction seemed to mock the little plane's audacity. With a boom, torrential rain lashed down, like the final straw on the plane. Pulled by the vortex above and crushed by the weight of the rain below, the plane spun a few times before being swallowed whole. In the vast blue sky that resembled inky seawater, it tossed about for a moment before vanishing without a trace.,"I'll bite you to pieces! Let me go!" Her voice was gritted with fury. If she weren't worried about soiling her teeth, she would have bared them—sharp, white incisors ready to sink into his throat! She had been terrified, yes, but something strange happened when he spoke. Two simple sentences and all fear vanished like smoke in the wind. There was a power in his voice that felt...different. It wasn't something she would expect from a monster.。