Chapter 84 - 83: Reaper part 3

Chapter 84: Chapter 83: Reaper part 3

While Caesar and Bea were glazing one another, Bea narrowed her eyes and slowly rose to her feet.

Bea’s eyes moved towards the sore arms of Caesar, making Caesar to glance at her own arms before shifting her sights back to Bea.

Bea then slightly grinned at Caesar before she adjusted her stance and crouched low.

Caesar adjusted her stance as well and glared at her with focus.

Bea dashed towards Caesar to grapple her but Caesar raised her knee high to hit Bea in the jaw only for Bea to easily weave the attack and crouch lower to deliver a leg sweep that brought Caesar to the ground.

Caesar grunted as her back landed against the surface and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Bea’s leg raised high to deliver an axe kick on her body, prompting Caesar to roll away in order to avoid harm.

As soon as Caesar stood on her feet, she instinctively blocked a punch from Bea who used her prosthetic arm to do so, making Caesar wince in pain while Bea smiled.

Caesar stepped back a little and swung her leg to perform a roundhouse kick on Bea but Bea easily blocked the attack and quickly used her free hand to grip Caesar’s sore forearm, making Caesar wince once again in pain.

Caesar smacked Bea’s hand away and smashed her elbow against her face but the attack didn’t seem to do much against Bea.

Bea immediately retaliated by wrapping her arms round Caesar’s body and performing a belly-to-belly suplex, sending Caesar crashing against the ground, eliciting a groan of pain from her.

At the moment Bea performed the suplex, Bea then backflipped and landed a perfect double knee drop on Caesar’s body, causing Caesar’s eyes to bulge out as she coughed out red saliva.

Bea quickly raised Caesar to her feet, tucked Caesar’s head under her arm and side, placed her hand on Caesar’s waist and performed a suplex. However Bea wasn’t done as she rolled back easily while still maintaining her hold on Caesar and performed another suplex.

Bea rolled up once again and performed the same action two more times.

Bea rolled up again and instead of performing another quick suplex, she raised Caesar upside down for a time and even casually took a few steps forward before suplexing her again.

Caesar arched her back as she placed one hand behind it and groaned.

Caesar turned to her side and started panting heavily while Bea smiled down warmly at her.

"I have to say, pro-wrestling style is quite entertaining, love." Bea said.

Bea then stamped her foot against Caesar’s belly, drawing a loud grunt from her mouth and making Caesar hold her ankle with both hands.

"Ero-wrestling on the hand, pales in comparison." Bea said as she started pivoting her foot on Caesar’s belly, "I’m not sure if it is because you are still a rookie in that profession or because it is basically a perverted sport."

"Either way, it seems worthless in a real fight." Bea continued as Caesar started screaming in pain from her pivoting her foot.

Bea then raised her foot high and slammed it harder on Caesar’s belly, drawing out a louder scream from her.

Caesar turned around and positioned herself in a curled heap, clutching her stomach while coughing.

Bea tilted her head to the left, crossed her arms and smiled casually as she watched Caesar from behind , gasp for air and cough out while groaning.

Caesar’s body shook as she struggled to stand on all fours but she kept laying flat on the ground repeatedly.

After several struggles, Caesar’s legs wobbled as she managed to rise on both feet only for her to instantly straighten up as her right eye to narrow and left widen while her lips partly opened.

"Gah...?!"

Turned out that Bea that dug the claws of her prosthetic fingers hard against Caesar’s pink clothed womanhood from behind.

"I believe I owe you for that, love." Bea said.

Bea then ramped up the pressure of her attack, lifting Caesar a few feet off the ground as Caesar bent over while while groaning in extreme pain.

Bea released her grip, leaving Caesar to collapse on the ground in a curled heap again.

Caesar continued groaning in pain and grabbed her clothed mound while rubbing her thighs together as she quivered in pain.

"I believe that makes it two-one." Bea said, "How about we even the score, hmmm?"

Bea turned Caesar around, used her normal hand to grab one of Caesar’s legs and raise it.

Bea then raised her other arm and balled her cybernetic hand into a fist.

Caesar understanding what was about to happen next, wanted to move her body but the intense pain she was already in from the claw earlier, limited most of her body movements, leaving her to barely raise her right arm up at best.

In a swift motion, Bea smashed her prosthetic fist hard against Caesar’s clothed region, creating a cracking sound in the act.

The attack was so devastating that it caused Caesar to throw her head back and made her eyes to turn pupilless while spittle flew out of her mouth.

Despite the impact of the attack, Caesar didn’t make a sound of pain at the moment it connected but after a few seconds, Caesar rolled to her side and grabbed her groin firmly as the unimaginable pain surged in, bringing her to cry out and groan in agony.

Seeing Caesar’s reactions, Bea turned her face away and spoke.

"Now that looks nasty. But with this, I can say we are even now. Two-two."

"Still, though. Do you ero-wrestlers consistently go for each other’s genitals?" Bea asked as Caesar was rubbing her clothed core and groaning, "It’s pretty disgusting how that thing is normalized in that company."

"Oh well." Bea continued as she shrugged her shoulders.

Bea then walked in front of Caesar and grabbed her by the hair.

Caesar however had entered into a dazed state due to the impact of the metallic punch on her area.

Despite Bea dragging Caesar up to her feet, Caesar’s hand was still between her legs, trying to soothe the pain.

Bea then bashed her knee against Caesar’s stomach which made her cough out a large saliva.

Bea repeated the attack several times on Caesar’s, making her cough out repeatedly.

Bea then stuffed Caesar’s head between her thighs.

"I remember taking this move from a pro-wrestler at one time when I was sent to get rid of him." Bea said to the dazed Caesar, "That bastard quite the menace.

Let me introduce you to his ’signature move’."

Bea quickly wrapped her arms round Caesar’s waist and hoisted her up to her shoulders.

Bea then lunged forward and launched Caesar towards a tree, causing her back to crash against it.

The sharp pain made Caesar recoil even in her dazed state, but Bea wasn’t done as she then grabbed Caesar’s head stuffed it between her thighs again and repeated the same process again, launching Caesar harder against the tree.

Bea stuffed Caesar’s head between her thighs again, wrapped her arms round her belly, hoisted her up to her shoulders, but this time instead of launching Caesar to the tree, Bea quickly turned around and powerbombed Caesar on the ground, making Caesar slightly bounce a feet from the surface like a ball.

The immense pain made Caesar instinctively sit up for a while before she laid back on the ground.

Caesar clutched her stomach and her back and started coughing while Bea stared down at her.

"In the end, ero-wrestling is no match for pro-wrestling, huh?" Bea asked, "Funny part is that pro-wrestling isn’t even my style. Just decided to try it out a little."

"Well then. I’ve played around for too long. I guess it is time to put an end to this." Bea continued while smiling warmly.

Bea mounted on top of Caesar and grabbed her by the throat with the prosthetic hand.

Bea tightened her grip round Caesar’s neck, choking her in the act.

"To be honest, I wish Ruz paid me to just rough you up." Bea said, "You’ve become among the people I genuinely didn’t want to kill, ’but’ a job is a job."

"Sorry, love." Bea continued with a warm smile.

Bea increased the tightness of her prosthetic grip, leading her to choke Caesar harder.

Just like before, Caesar’s vision was starting to fade and the life in her arms were slipping away.

However right before Bea could finish the job, a voice broke through.

"LEAVE CAESAR ALONE!!!"

Bea turned around and instinctively raised her free arm to guard against an attack which turned to be a knife strike from Rai.

At the moment Rai stabbed Bea’s arm, Eyo simultaneously at the other corner, bit her side; however Bea showed no signs of pain from either of the two and simply smiled.

"Aw, it seems her brothers managed to escape and now they’ve come to help their sister." Bea said.

Rai seeing how unfazed Bea was, became stunned while Eyo was still trying to sink his teeth.

"However, I believe you were taught little kids should not play with knives." Bea continued as her irises glowed under the light.

Like a blur, Bea punched Rai in the face with her prosthetic fist which not only removed some of Rai’s teeth and drew out blood from his face but also sent him tumbling backwards until the twelve year old laid unconscious on his face.

Bea then effortlessly pulled the knife from her normal arm and shifted her gaze to Eyo who was still biting on her.

Bea gave her usual warm smile and swatted him away, leaving the seven year old to roll on the ground and cry.

Bea then tossed the knife away, stood up from Caesar and walked towards Eyo.

Caesar who was regaining consciousness at the moment, laid on her side and coughed out a few times, covering her throat with one hand.

Caesar’s vision blurred for some time and her breathing was shallow, but at the moment it her vision cleared, the first thing Caesar caught sight of was an unconscious Rai.

Seeing that, Caesar’s eyes widened in shock and horror and her breathing quickened.

Her eyes then drifted towards Bea, holding a bloodied and unconscious Eyo by shirt while maintaining her usual smile before discarding him like trash.

Caesar in seeing that, her breathing became heavier and quicker.

Single tear trickled from her right eye but as her breathing was becoming more unstable, the tear slowly turned blood-red.

The scenes of Rai and Eyo’s state kept playing in Caesar’s head; each scene that played, the color of those moments were slowly fading away until all of a sudden the scenes turned red in her head, and in that very moment, Caesar’s amber irises swiftly turned red in color.