Chapter 154: Angry Mommy

Elfie's eyes widened as she took in the surreal scene. Alice was busy healing the others, while Elfie decided to help the boys.

But what she saw made her feel fear again, second only to feeling Vhalla's power.

In the open field, Vhalla had her grass sword poised for a slice while Lloyd was running towards her, howling and screaming like a madman.

'No, no, no, no...!'

She prayed fervently. A death here could break this group.

She shot several consecutive arrows, but it was too late. The blade fell, and Lloyd was about to be sliced in two.

But then something happened—something that made the monster stop in its tracks.

'Is the blade touching him?'

She wondered, heart pounding. She was sure Vhalla's blade was touching Lloyd's cheek, but her action was frozen for some reason.

Her arrows struck the woman, who didn't even acknowledge them, letting them hit her and turn into sparkling lights, the magic evaporating away like steam off a hot tub.

"What the fuck? Moreover, why the fuck did she stop in her tracks?"

Elfie muttered, her voice tinged with disbelief.

...

When Vhalla's blade fell, Kaisen did what he was good at, what he was destined to do.

'This is my chance. If this fails, then...'

There was no time to backtrack or think. This was the only thing he could do.

'Activate touch of temptation.'

His hands flew forward and grabbed the delicious plum ass cheeks that were right at eye level.

Boing~!

The soft and springy flesh welcomed him, sending his thoughts into a spiral, and he knew the woman didn't like it.

But he didn't let go, and the woman stopped midway through her swing, like a clock that had run out of batteries.

His hands felt like they were sinking into something warm, and the flesh was so soft it was melting into his fingers.

'Oh, this is heaven. No, I am in heaven.'

In less than a millisecond, she turned around and slashed at the vermin who dared to touch her heavenly cheeks.

Having studied her pattern, Kaisen had already leaped into the air, letting her blade slice through the empty space below him.

Seizing the opportunity, he smirked and raised his hands, this time aiming for the twin balloons straining to be released, begging for freedom.

Boing~ boing~

His hands sank into the soft mounds.

His fingers delved deeply into the supple, elastic flesh, and his palms caressed the warm, silky skin.

This was his chance, and he knew he wouldn't get a better one.

'I know, I know. This is a bit of a low move, but the prize is so juicy. So, you forgive me, right?'

"Hyaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Vhalla screamed inhumanely as she unleashed another devastating attack.

In reality, Kaisen had no clue about her pattern.

[Hp: 40%]

The sacrifice for this moment of pleasure was nothing but his own health.

He slowly stood up, dusting off his armor like it was last season's fashion.

Feeling dizzy, he bit his lip hard enough to taste the metallic tang of blood, which promptly yanked him back to reality.

His companions had already jumped into the second round, but with the caution of a cat tiptoeing on a hot stove.

Lloyd, the stubborn motherfucker, was still trying to land a hit on Vhalla, flailing like a knight in a medieval slapstick comedy.

Sable and Maximus flanked Vhalla's sides, circling her like cautious sharks around a very annoyed mermaid.

They were hesitant, knowing full well they were outmatched in every way possible.

Unless, of course, your name was Lloyd, who clearly thought he was the protagonist of an action movie.

Elfie and Alice hung back like over-cautious snipers in a game of whack-a-mole, launching attacks at Vhalla from a safe distance.

Whenever Vhalla turned her crimson glare their way, one of the melee trio would dive in like an overeager understudy desperate for stage time, redirecting her anger to them.

'Well I suppose, its time to execute the plan.'