Chapter 80. Bound In Chains

Chapter 80: 80. Bound In Chains

Brianna kept her staff raised on the Titan’s back, green mana flowing in steady pulses.

Thick vines erupted from the ground whenever a demon tried to climb the plated legs or leap toward the mount.

The bindings wrapped arms and throats without mercy, holding the lower ranks in place long enough for the others to finish them.

Tina’s guided arrows found eyes and joints with clean precision.

Kael moved with the sword cutting through demon after demon in short, efficient arcs.

Seraphine also worked with her dagger, slicing demons like carving a cake.

The two of them worked in a tight rhythm, clearing the press around the Titan’s feet while the rest of the formation held the line.

The air changed without warning.

A thick, black-and-white mist rolled across the field from the left flank, the same colored haze they had faced in the dungeon.

Visibility dropped in seconds. Shapes became shadows.

The sounds of fighting turned muffled and distant.

Kael’s eyes widened.

’That mist!! The red Oni.’

While Seraphine also recognized the mist as she also started to sprint toward the source as she understood someone was targeting her weak sister.

’Tsk...You better be safe, Eira.’

He turned and ran hard toward the Titan, boots pounding across the torn ground.

The mist closed in faster than he expected.

He pushed more mana into his legs, trying to close the distance before the haze swallowed the beast completely.

He was still too far.

From inside the mist a heavy metal shackle shot forward like a living spear.

Whoosh-clang

The chain struck Brianna square in the stomach.

The impact lifted her clean off the Titan’s back and threw her several meters through the air.

She hit the ground hard, a sharp cry of pain tearing from her throat as blood spread across the front of her dress.

The green vines she had been controlling withered at once.

Eira froze on the Titan’s neck.

The sudden absence of the green-skinned woman left her completely exposed.

Her small hands gripped the plated ridge until her knuckles turned white.

Tears welled in her crimson-tinted black eyes as she searched the mist for the only person she trusted.

’Dad...’

The same set of living metal shackles uncoiled from the haze with a low, metallic rattle.

They wrapped around Eira’s waist and arms in a single tight spiral, locking her in place against the Titan’s back.

She tried to struggle, but the heavy links only tightened around her body.

A red-skinned figure stepped out of the mist and onto the beast’s shoulders as if the height meant nothing.

The handless Oni stood there with the remaining chains still connected to his arms, pure black eyes fixed on the bound girl.

The mist swirled around him like a second skin.

Kael and Seraphine both saw him at the same moment.

Neither was close enough to reach the Titan before the Oni fully claimed the high ground.

The red Oni moved behind Eira and rested his remaining hand against her cheek.

The girl trembled under the rough touch, tears already sliding down her face.

His voice carried across the field, loud enough for every nearby fighter to hear.

"STOP WHERE YOU ARE. ONE MORE STEP AND HER HEAD ROLLS ACROSS THE GROUND!"

Kael’s boots locked in place.

Seraphine froze a few meters to his left, dagger still raised.

Both of them stared up at the Titan.

Kael’s free hand clenched so hard the knuckles turned white.

Anger and raw fear warred across his face as he watched Eira’s small body shake inside the metal bindings.

The Oni stroked Eira’s cheek once, almost gently, then smiled with open cruelty.

"What a nice little face. Soft and clean. I wonder what expression she will make when a dozen demons use her as a stress-relief hole.

When they line up and fill every opening until she can’t even scream properly anymore. She will beg for death. She will cry and plead and offer anything.

But.... the only thing she will receive is more COCK. Hahahaha!

Day after day. Night after night. Until her body breaks and her mind follows."

He threw his head back and laughed, the sound sharp and unhinged.

"HAHAHAHA! LOOK AT HER. ALREADY TREMBLING. SHE KNOWS. SHE KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT IS COMING FOR HER!!!"

Kael’s jaw tightened until it ached. His thoughts raced in desperate circles.

’I have to do something. I can’t let him touch her. I have to cut that bastard remaning hand. There has to be some way.’

From the left flank Lust watched everything with half-lidded pink eyes.

The raw anger and fear on Kael’s handsome face sent a fresh wave of heat through her body.

She pushed two fingers deep into her already soaked pussy and began to pump them in slow, deliberate strokes.

"Schlick...schlick... nn~"

The wet sound and her low, breathy moans reached the nearest rankers and demons.

The moment any of them met her gaze their bodies locked in place, eyes glazing over with the same pink heart-shaped light as before.

None of them moved again.

Lust’s thoughts stayed focused on the man below.

’Kael, those expressions are making me so wet. The anger. The fear. The desperation. Ah~ I wonder what was going through the dumb queen’s empty head when she ordered an attack on the same town where her daughters and husband were staying.

That Oni doesn’t seem ready to kill the girl yet. He only wants a hostage because he still has unfinished business with Kael. I’ll watch a little longer. But I can’t let him leave a real mark on her. If the queen finds out she might slaughter every last one of us.’

The Oni’s black eyes shifted from Kael to Seraphine.

He tightened the living metal around Eira’s waist just enough to make her flinch.

"You. Blonde one. Drop the sword and come closer. Nice and slow."

He turned his head slightly toward the silver-haired vampire.

"And you, silver-haired vampire. Stay exactly where you are. Try to sneak up on me and you can join your sister as the next stress-relief whore. Your choice."

Seraphine’s grip on her dagger tightened, but she did not move.

Kael forced his breathing steady.

He opened his fingers and let the spare steel sword fall to the dirt with a dull thud.

Then he started walking toward the Titan, each step measured and deliberate.

His thoughts suddenly became calm and collected under the pressure but the anger underneath burning hotter with every step.

’I still have the mulberry sword. I can’t use it for long. The voices start eating at my mind after only a few minutes. But a few minutes should be enough to create an opening. The problem is the position. As long as he stays right behind Eira I can’t risk a strike. That red bastard is going to die for touching her. I will make sure of it. But I have to make sure that Eira gets out safely first.’

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In the deeper jungle the fight between Amber and Envy had already turned brutal.

Amber came in hard, every punch and kick wrapped in living flame.

Her fists left trails of red heat in the air.

Each strike cracked against Envy’s raised arms or was turned aside by a sharp sidestep.

The black-haired woman moved with almost lazy precision, never giving the fire a clean surface to cling to.

Mira circled wide and came in from behind, axe already swinging in a heavy horizontal cut.

Whoosh

Envy stepped half a pace to the side.

Amber’s burning fist and Mira’s axe crossed in the same space.

Envy used the momentum of Amber’s own attack to deflect the axe, then drove a black-mana coated kick into both of them at once.

The impact sent Amber and Mira flying in opposite directions.

Both crashed into thick tree trunks with a pair of heavy thuds.

Bark exploded outward.

Amber barely flinched.

She planted one boot against the broken trunk, used the rebound, and launched herself forward again in the same motion.

Mira did the same a heartbeat later.

Their eyes met across the short distance.

No words were needed. The silent look carried the same understanding: neither of them could take Envy alone.

They would have to attack together.

Mira went first, right hand tight on the axe haft, closing the gap in a straight line.

Amber moved a half-step behind and to the side, aiming for the blind spot created by Mira’s approach.

Mira started to gather wind around the axe for a finishing cut that will give the distraction Amber need to finish her.

Envy’s finger flicked once more.

A thin black arrow shot into the mirror that displayed Mira’s right hand and forearm.

The surface cracked.

Mira’s right arm locked solid.

The axe slipped from her fingers and hit the ground with a dull metallic ring.

She stood frozen in front of Envy for a single, fatal second.

Envy’s eyes flicked down to the heavy swell of Mira’s breasts with open annoyance.

She drove a full-powered kick into Mira’s waist.

The impact lifted the mature woman clean off her feet and hurled her backward through the trees.

Trunk after trunk snapped under the force.

The sound of breaking wood rolled through the jungle in a long, continuous crash.

Amber didn’t waste the opening. She closed the distance in a blur and drove her right fist forward.

Blazing Impact

Fire roared around her knuckles.

Envy raised both arms and met the strike head-on.

The collision of red flame and black mana threw both women several steps backward.

Dirt and leaves exploded outward from the point of impact.

Amber’s boots slid across the forest floor.

She flicked a quick glance in the direction Mira had been thrown, confirming the other woman was still moving, then locked eyes with Envy again.

Envy stood in the center of the broken clearing, black dress barely ruffled, expression flat and irritated.