"Are you attempting to kill me with my own weapon?" Eli’s voice dripped with disdain as he effortlessly wrested Celestria from Lucian’s grasp, his grip on the weapon unyielding.
"Fuck you, bastard!!" Lucian spat venomously, his muscles straining as he futilely attempted to reclaim the trident. But despite his best efforts, Lucian found himself overpowered by Eli’s superior strength. With a frustrated growl, he relented, releasing his hold on the weapon and stepping back, his expression a mix of anger and defeat.
"Hmm," Eli mused nonchalantly, his eyes glinting with malicious amusement as he hurled Carter towards Lucian.
’Thud’
’Thud’
Both men collided with the ground, the impact sending shockwaves of pain rippling through their bodies.
Lucian’s glare bore into Carter’s soul as he seized the man’s shirt collar, his anger boiling over as he spat accusations. "You bastard!! How dare you drag me into your mess?!"
But Carter remained unfazed, emitting a derisive snort of annoyance. "What was I supposed to do? Stand idly by while my son’s life hangs in the balance? I couldn’t let him die just to save your sorry ass."
"YOU BA--"
Before Lucian could unleash another barrage of curses, Carter cut him off with a pointed retort. "And what about you? Aren’t you doing the same thing? Trying to protect your son from him?"
The mention of his son sent a surge of fury coursing through Lucian’s veins, his forehead bulging with pulsating veins as he fought to control his rising temper. He wanted to scream that he wasn’t trying to save some worthless brat, but merely safeguarding his own secrets.
Suppressing his anger, Lucian sought a more pragmatic approach. "If we combine our strength, we might stand a chance at killing this bastard."
Carter’s mocking smirk only fueled Lucian’s frustration, but he couldn’t deny the truth in his words. "We? Oh, please! Look at him. He’s not even breaking a sweat, as if he holds all the cards. And even if we somehow manage to kill him, then what?
What about the Vampire Queen, relishing in our misery?"
Lucian was rendered speechless, unable to refute Carter’s logic.
’Fuck!! What the fuck happened in that Dungeon!!’ Lucian screamed as he felt real regret for trapping Eli in the ’S’ Rank Dungeon and anger that his son didn’t respond to his calls.
"Well, regardless... let’s attempt to fight him," Carter declared, his resolve unwavering even in the face of impending humiliation. With the Sentinels standing guard behind them, they knew they wouldn’t meet their death here. As long as they remained united and escaped to their kingdom, they would emerge unscathed, untouchable by anyone who dared to challenge them.
Eli’s attention drifted to his weapon, Celestria, a frown creasing his brow. "Are you two-timing?" he inquired, his voice devoid of emotion.
Confusion rippled through the onlookers as they wondered to whom Eli directed his question, but only Eli himself knew the truth. A silent acknowledgment passed between him and his weapon, as if Celestria vehemently denied any such betrayal.
’NO!!’ He felt those emotions in that scream from his weapon.
With a nod of acceptance, Eli twirled Celestria between his fingers before levelling it at the two idiots before him,
"Let’s dance," he declared.
Lucian’s cries filled the arena, his body wracked with pain and his mind consumed by agony. Trapped beneath the weight of Eli’s trident, he wanted to move and yet.... his strength drained away with each passing moment as if something sucking him out... his lifeblood staining the ground beneath him.
’Drip, Drip’
The sound of blood dripping from raw, exposed muscle filled the air, a grim reminder of the brutality unfolding before them.
Eyes widened in horrified fascination as they glanced at the still-unconscious Head Master before returning their focus to the harrowing scene playing out before them.
"DO NOT TOUCH MY WOMAN..... I WON’T BE SO MERICIFUL LIKE NOW!!" Eli’s voice cut through the silence with very calm not a single bit of emotions in it.
The calm chilling words sent shivers down the spine of every onlooker, their bodies trembling in fear as they bore witness to the unfolding horror. With a final, merciless twist, Eli shattered Lucian’s hand, eliciting another anguished cry from the tormented man as the trident tore through flesh and sinew, severing his limb from his shoulder.
As Lucian’s broken form collapsed to the ground, the pool of blood beneath him grew, a grim testament to the brutality of Eli’s onslaught. Despite his agony, a small flicker of fear danced in Lucian’s heart as he met the gaze of Eli’s reddish-black eyes, their intensity threatening to consume him whole.
Meanwhile, Adriana’s lower lips quivered with a mixture of anticipation and desire, her gaze fixed upon Eli with a hunger that bordered on obsession. As she watched the scene unfold before her, a sinister smile played across her lips, betraying the dark desires that churned within her.
To Adriana, Eli was not just a threat to be feared, but a tantalizing temptation to be savoured. His power and dominance stirred something primal within her, igniting a fire in her body and soul.... Adriana’s excitement grew, her breath quickening with hunger.
She really wanted to ride on him now!!!
Eli’s gaze shifted towards Carter, who stood frozen with horror, his eyes wide with fear as he watched Eli’s approach.
’N-Not m-me...’ With a futile attempt to flee, Carter stumbled backwards, his movements desperate and panicked.
A sly smile tugged at the corners of Eli’s lips as he observed Carter’s feeble attempt to escape. However, his amusement was short-lived as a sudden realization dawned upon him. With a deliberate pause, Eli turned his head to lock eyes with Lucian, his voice carrying across the arena with chilling clarity.
"That includes Luna Dawn... Your daughter!" Eli’s words hung in the air like a menacing threat, their implications sending shockwaves through the crowd. A collective gasp filled the arena as the gravity of Eli’s statement sank in.
"W-WHAT!!" A cute scream echoed in the Arena.
"Heheh..." Eli giggled before looking forward to his other plaything.
....
..
Meanwhile, several kilometres away from Nex Academia, a lone figure with black hair hovered ominously in the sky, its piercing gaze fixed upon the imposing structure of the academy below.
"Did you find it?" the figure inquired, its tone laced with urgency as it awaited a response from the unseen entity on the other side.
’sssshhhhh’
A moment of silence ensued before a faint acknowledgement echoed through the air, confirming the successful completion of the task at hand.
"Good... Then let’s start the Rampage!!" The figure’s words reverberated with a sense of ominous intent, signalling the beginning of a sinister plot set to unfold.