15. The Death Sorcerer's Dungeon Blessing
The Death Sorcerer's dungeon blessing enveloped my body. A brilliant halo of light poured from Dina. A warm sensation emanated from her pure white, flashing form. Something shifted from her body into mine, sliding down my throat and settling in my lower abdomen. It felt just like hot or cold water trickling all the way to your stomach— that same lingering path straight to my core.
The small frame of Dina, cradled in my arms, began to grow in an instant. It quickly became a struggle to hold her. Her arms and legs stretched longer in a flash. From a petite girl, she transformed in a heartbeat into a stunning, slender beauty. The cute innocence of her face now carried a subtle allure. A slim waist. Wide hips. Especially the firm lines of her thighs and calves flowing from those hips—they stood out dramatically. No matter how you sliced it, even Cheong-ah or Bella couldn't match Dina's hips.
"Oh my... Dina, you look incredibly beautiful now."
Cheong-ah, watching from the side, covered her mouth in surprise. The fully transformed Dina let out a soft breath and replied.
"Huuu... Is that so? Thank you. You're plenty beautiful yourself."
"Ah, um... Thanks, Dina."
"Hehe... But first, I should express my gratitude."
The only downside was her modestly sized breasts. Nothing like the explosive, overflowing busts of Cheong-ah or Bella—these fit neatly in one hand. Not flat by any means, but not what you'd call large either. Still, her sharply defined waist and hip lines, paired with her lightly tanned skin, radiated sexiness on par with theirs.
The grown Dina. Her ash-gray hair, now longer from the growth. Green eyes gazing at me half-lidded. Her red lips parted slightly, revealing the mole at the corner of her mouth. I never knew Dina had a mole there.
"Yeonja—no..."
Her voice rang out, utterly mature compared to the usual Dina. Like an older sister's, perhaps. Even without trying, every word and gesture carried a faint seductiveness.
"Ian. Thank you truly."
"No, uh..."
To think the ever-innocent Dina's voice could change like this. What shocked me most, though, was her calling me by name. Stunned, I pressed my lips shut, and Dina tilted her head curiously. That familiar mischievous girlishness flickered across her face.
"What's wrong? Something on my face? Beauty, perhaps?"
"Ah, well... It's just weird hearing you say my name, Dina. No, the voice is different too, but that's not bad or anything."
"Hmm, so it's just awkward? You don't find this body beautiful? How disappointing."
"No, that's not it! You're beautiful, Dina. Stunning right now. But, uh... it's just novel, you know? Don't misunderstand."
Flustered by this completely new Dina, I stumbled over my words. She covered her mouth with a lightly clenched fist, chuckling softly in a big-sisterly gesture, and spoke gently.
"Well, I had no choice back then. When this body hadn't grown, my head... it gets a bit fuzzy. Thoughts get muddled, memories blur. It's almost like a different personality. I wanted to remember your name, but I couldn't. Now, with your power letting me grow like this, it seems fine."
"Ah, yeah..."
"More importantly, Ian—my Yeonja—don't you sense something off?"
"Huh? Off? What?"
"Doesn't your eye level feel strange? My fated one."
"My... eye level?"
Only then did her words make me notice something wrong. Even with Dina grown, our eye levels felt the same. No—actually, it was like I was looking up at her more. Was it just the illusion from holding her like this? But Cheong-ah's next words confirmed it wasn't.
"Oh... Darling, you've gotten shorter."
"What do you mean?"
"Not just shorter—you look younger too."
"......Huh?"
Me, younger...? So shocked by Dina's change, I hadn't noticed. But now, hearing Cheong-ah, I finally clocked my own state. Shorter. Younger. No mirror, so I couldn't check my face, but my arms, legs, and body told the tale.
Of course, my dick was still its usual impressive self, so I'd gloss over that. If anything, it felt a tad longer. Maybe an inch more at full mast. How'd I know without being hard? Instinct.
Anyway, my body had de-aged. Seemed like a side effect from absorbing the blessing on Dina.
No wonder holding her got tougher as she grew.
Dina looked at me apologetically.
"Mmm, sorry, Ian. I should've anticipated my blessing would affect you like this... Eternal youth turning my Yeonja younger..."
"It's fine. Being younger's a good thing, right? Sure, I'm a bit shorter, but my body's refreshed. Might even be a plus."
Plus my dick's bigger. That part thrilled me most. Size was a man's pride. Longer and thicker, the better.
I stood on tiptoes to pat the apologetic Dina's head. So what if I was shorter? Dick gains.
"I'm good, really."
"Yeonja..."
Dina's eyes shimmered with emotion. Then, a thick, curse-laden shout erupted from ahead where pissed-off Bella waited.
"Hey, you damn lovebirds! Done yet? Help me out already! I'm dying here alone!"
While re-blessing Cheong-ah and registering/absorbing Dina's blessing...
Bella had faced the Death Sorcerer solo. Her greatsword was cracked to hell, on the verge of shattering. Good thing her body was intact—she'd dodged attacks relentlessly, way outside her usual reckless style.
"Hehe... Guess we help Bella first."
"Go on, Dina."
"Right, then... Ah."
Cheong-ah dashed off first. Dina followed, then paused and turned back to me.
"Right, Yeonja."
"Huh?"
She grabbed my chin, leaning down. Smack. Soft lips met mine. A dark glow from my blessing flickered briefly on her body. Despite initiating, her ears and cheeks flushed shyly.
"Ahem. Take the blessing with you."
"Yeah. Be careful."
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The Death Sorcerer slammed his staff into the ground. A magic circle etched beneath Bella's feet. It erupted in death mana. But Bella, whom Dina called "beast" for a reason, evaded with animalistic instincts just as it blew.
BOOM!
"You fucking bastard...!"
Before she could finish cursing, the staff struck repeatedly.
Thud! BOOM! KABOOM!
Bella kept rolling away.
"Argh, damn it... When are you coming?!"
A scream tore from her. Then, blue mana scattered toward the Death Sorcerer. To block it, he raised a barrier instead of exploding the ground.
Shatter!
The shield broke instantly. Cheong-ah landed lightly beside Bella, hand extended.
"Here now."
"About time. Why not show up after I'm dead?"
"Hehe, just say thanks this time."
"......Shut up, you bitch. How am I supposed to say that shit?"
"You're cute sometimes, Bella."
"What? Anyway, the kid—"
"Dina? Right there."
Cheong-ah pointed at the Death Sorcerer. Bella blinked, confused since Dina hadn't arrived yet.
Pang!
Air burst. In a blink, Dina appeared before the Death Sorcerer.
When did she—!
He tried casting in shock, but...
"Not a chance."
Gurk!
Dina pivoted on her heel, slamming an iron palm into his back. He flew. Her form blurred after him, appearing midair to kick his chest.
Kyahak!
He kept sailing. Dina closed in fast, relentlessly striking without mercy.
Perfection incarnate. Rasad Ryu's martial art, forging human frailty into flawlessness through training. Its first form unfolded.
Fists, knife-hands, kicks. Knees, elbows. Even headbutts. Every conceivable strike from the human body rained down in sequence.
Damn it, what the hell is this all of a sudden?!
No openings given. Relentless assault. Then Dina paused briefly. Arms spread shoulder-width, fists to her waist. Gripped tight.
Grgh, damn... You bitch!
Think I'll go down like this?! Come, my servants...
The Death Sorcerer eyed the gap, trying something. But...
Her low murmur, then fists thrusting forward in barrage. Fist-shaped ki bullets fired from her knuckles, bombarding the airborne Death Sorcerer like meteors.
Graaaah!
Watching, Bella muttered blankly.
"Whoa, fuck. Embarrassing as hell saying that shit herself?"
Cheong-ah beside her suddenly felt a bit embarrassed too.