Intrusion
After the intrusion, the flow of battle reversed completely from everything that had come before. What began as me using Sylphs to manipulate daggers for checks while hunting for openings had shifted entirely. Now Pernia stepped forward herself to restrain me directly, using her dagger control to probe for gaps in my defense.
Of course, facing me head-on was still beyond her, so she couldn't block me completely.
Boom!Kaboom!
“Urk! Aaaagh!”
Every time a Sylph burst apart, Pernia screamed from the recoil. The damage had piled up considerably by now—a thin line of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Then she glanced toward the entrance. I instantly read the escape plan in her eyes and swung my fist, releasing every ounce of energy that had built up inside my gauntlet during the fight.
Iron Wall Fortress
The blast of fist wind smashed the wall above the entrance, collapsing it entirely. She wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while.
“Keuk…!”
Her plan thwarted before she could even attempt it, Pernia groaned softly and twisted her face in frustration. She wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, then gripped her dagger with eyes full of resolve.
“So you really won’t let me leave? Fine. I’ll go all out too.”
She suddenly reverse-summoned every spirit, sheathed the gale blade in her left hand, and poured every drop of her mana into the single remaining blade. The sheer volume of power made her collar flutter wildly in the resulting mana surge.
Soon a fierce light flashed from her vertically slit pupils.
“Come forth! Sylaphe!”
A powerful hum of flowing mana echoed outward. Wind gathered above her head and coalesced into the form of an enormous bird. With wings fully spread it easily measured seven meters across.
Screeeeech!
Sylaphe flapped its wings and roared. The overwhelming force and presence in that cry pressed down on my entire body.
I never expected her to summon a high-ranking spirit.
Shuriel and Sylaphe were only one rank apart, yet the gap in power felt like the difference between level 100 and 200. The mana cost to summon it should have been insane, but the elixir she had consumed apparently let her handle it. Still, she already looked like she was at her limit just from the summoning itself.
While I assessed Sylaphe’s strength, the corner of Pernia’s mouth curled into a mocking sneer.
“Why so quiet? Don’t tell me you’re scared?”
“……”
“You said you were going to rape me, right? Put some effort in, why don’t you? This next strike decides everything anyway. If you survive it, I’ll let you do whatever you want. Sylaphe!”
Screeeech!
Obeying her command, Sylaphe beat its wings with all its might. The gentle breeze that began at the wingtips instantly became a gale, spinning faster and faster until it formed a massive tornado. It was like watching the butterfly effect in real time.
Whooooooosh!
The ferocious tornado swept across the cavern, slowly advancing toward me. Standing before it, I felt utterly insignificant.
I can’t win with raw power.
My strength and mana stats might be exceptional, but my realm was simply too low to draw it all out. Something like sword energy would have been manageable, but there was no way to block an attack on this scale.
Therefore I had to pierce straight through it.
I’ll penetrate the tornado.
Whether it was even possible to pierce something I couldn’t block was debatable, but this wasn’t about possibility—it was about necessity.
I dropped into the stance of Moon Shadow Step. Right now it was the fastest movement technique I had.
“Huu…”
I exhaled until my lungs felt empty, then sucked in a massive breath and charged forward. One step was all it took for my body to shoot ahead like a phantom, trailing a long afterimage.
My proficiency with Moon Shadow Step had risen enough that it finally produced a proper effect. The distance between me and the tornado shrank to nothing.
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwaaaang!
The tornado’s suction yanked me inward. Instead of fighting the current I rode it, accelerating even faster as I plunged inside.
Maybe it sensed me—Pernia’s laughter drifted from beyond the vortex.
“Ahahaha! You moron! You actually ran into the tornado? Did fear drive you insane?”
Even as she reacted with disbelief at the illogical move, I could sense her unease. The incomprehensible is always the unknown, and the unknown cannot be predicted with certainty.
I’ll shatter every last one of your predictions.
With that firm vow I drove my fist into the oncoming tornado.
Kagagagagang!
An enormous roar erupted alongside a repulsive force that nearly tore my shoulder apart. The tornado’s cutting power, born from its insane rotation, shaved my energy to sparks that scattered like fireflies.
To push deeper I first had to weaken that rotational force.
Good thing I learned this beforehand.
Rotation is a double-edged blade. If even one part fails to keep up with the rest, the entire thing collapses under its own momentum. That meant even the slightest distortion could deal devastating damage.
I can do this.
I poured mana from my clenched fist into the tornado. A human’s mana pathways and Sylaphe’s vortex were structurally different, but the fact that mana flowed through both was the same.
My power bored into the tornado’s core and disrupted the spinning current. The rotation was too fast and violent to stop completely, but throwing its center off balance was easy. It felt like forcing a steel rod between spinning gears.
Eventually my mana created a fatal hitch in the tornado’s movement.
Grrrrrrrrk—!
The fiercely whirling winds suddenly turned unnatural, as if snagged on something. A grotesque sound rang out as the tornado gradually slowed.
Even slowed, it could still shred a human body to paste, but—
This is enough.
I chained Crushing Fist repeatedly, carving a path through the tornado and stepping into its eye.
Inside, everything was deathly still. It was as if the violent battle from moments ago had been an illusion—not even a breeze stirred.
But I knew better. This was only the calm before the storm. When the tornado finally collapsed, every ounce of wind would converge here and erupt in a magnificent explosion. If I stayed put, that would be the moment I truly died.
I had to get out again.
Just need to break through there.
Directly opposite from where I had entered, I could sense Pernia’s presence clearly beyond the raging winds. I immediately leaped toward it.
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwaaang!
In that brief moment the tornado had shaken off the disruption and returned to full strength. Razor-sharp gales tore at my whole body, but the moment I activated the Iron Wall Fortress every attack bounced away harmlessly.
And at last I broke through the tornado and stood before Pernia.
“Y-you…! H-how is this possible? No way, no wa—”
Thud!
I slammed my fist into her gut before she could finish denying reality. I held back enough that her organs didn’t rupture, but the pain was so intense she couldn’t even scream. Her knees buckled.
The damage must have been too much—Sylaphe was forcibly reverse-summoned and vanished.
I immediately shoved her to the ground, yanked her hands behind her back, crossed them, and tied them together. The moment I straddled her she began to thrash.
“Kk! Get off! Get the hell off, you perverted bastard! Just kill me! Kill me already!”
She clearly didn’t mean it. I grabbed the back of her neck.
“Hup!?”
“Want me to actually kill you?”
At the added whisper she shuddered violently and stopped resisting. Once I confirmed she had gone obedient, I finally relaxed and peeled off her lower clothes.
I tugged down her leather pants and hooked her white panties aside. Her pussy, warmed by the heat of battle, glistened before me. Perhaps from shame, her normally stiff tail curled shyly between her thighs.
I loosened my own pants and ordered,
“Move your tail.”
“……”
“I said move it. You’ll regret it if I have to ask twice.”
“Khheuk…!”
When I growled the threat she finally surrendered completely. Her tail unfurled, fully exposing her glistening folds.
I pulled out my cock, gripped the shaft, and pressed it against her slit. I rubbed it up and down slowly, coating it with precum, then thrust forward with my weight behind it.
Squelch…
“Eut! Uhu-eut…!”
It had been almost four months since mid-April. Despite the long absence, her pussy welcomed me eagerly. I pushed through the tight, clinging walls without resistance until I bumped against her cervix.
A pleasant sense of unity washed over me. I let out a languid sigh and teased her.
“Huuuu… Your pussy’s swallowing me so greedily. Were you actually dying to get fucked?”
“……”
“Answer me.”
Under my demand Pernia turned her head just enough to meet my eyes and gave an awkward smirk.
“M-maybe it’s because your dick is too small. I barely felt it go in.”
Even while saying that, her gaze kept drifting to where we were joined. When she saw the thickness of the base still outside her, her eyes widened noticeably.
Come to think of it, the size I had used when I first raped her wasn’t this big.
Understanding that, and feeling a surge of indignation, I snapped my hips forward hard.
Paang!
The cock that had withdrawn for a split second slammed back into her cervix.
“Hauk!?”
Pernia arched her neck and moaned. The sound was unmistakably laced with pleasure. I had learned during her first experience—when both holes were violated—that she possessed an utterly lewd body.
I grabbed her bucking hips and drove into her again and again.
Paang! Paang! Pang!
“Ah, eut! Hauk!”
Her broken moans grew wetter as her pussy flooded with nectar. The walls were already trembling faintly; climax seemed close.
Determined to push her over completely, I increased my pace. Each withdrawal pulled thick strands of her juices along the head of my cock. When her inner walls clamped down harder and her cervix opened wide, sucking greedily at my tip, Pernia finally reached her peak.
“Hyaauuuung!”
She cried out loudly as her pussy gushed, spraying love juices everywhere.
I was about to continue thrusting in satisfaction when—
Whoosh—slap!
Her tail suddenly lashed out in a graceful arc and struck my cheek.
“Ah, fuck.”
I reflexively cursed and touched my stinging face, only to see Pernia still squirting in the middle of her orgasm. While I was annoyed at being slapped out of nowhere, the person responsible was lost in ecstasy. Anger flared instantly.
“You dare slap me?”
Then you should taste it too.
With that thought I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her plump ass.
Smack!
A bright red handprint bloomed across her pale skin.
“Kyaaauuuk!?”
The pain made her scream—then,
Pshoo! Pshushushut! Pyuvyuvyut!
She climaxed again, this time releasing an even more spectacular fountain. The pressure was so strong my cock slipped free on its own, and her juices drenched my entire body.
Her squirting finally stopped a full thirty seconds later.
I closed my eyes tightly.
The reality is hitting hard.
The fact that I still had to keep fucking in a situation like this just to cum felt utterly ridiculous.