Ishethra in the Underworld

I cast my corset off, set Soulash down, and jump into the lava-filled pool in the steamy, obsidian rock bathhouse. Pleasure licks my skin with every drop, riding up my tail and wings, as I submerge—just what I need after putting up with the insanity of this Underworld. They need an overlord. I birthed just one year ago, and I already know how to fix everything.