559: Connection

559: Connection

“I can’t believe you’re dumb enough to senselessly waste even more of your energy on something like this,” Olivia responded to Ophelia’s silent thread. “But if you want to hasten your defeat, that’s fine by me.”

A spark of lightning flew from Ophelia’s hand. It did not last more than a second but was enough to shock on of the older beastkin girls in the group. The girl screamed in pain and fell back into the arms of the other kids. But despite such an attack none of them dared to run.

It was just for a moment, but despite feigning indifference, Olivia let her concern slip. And that did not go unnoticed by Ophelia.

“HA!” Ophelia laughed. “Did you think I already forgot about your reaction to my little jokes earlier? Or that I wouldn’t notice how you went out of your way not to kill those dumb felines despite several opportunities? I’ll make it simple. Either drop to your knees, both of you, or I’ll make sure that every single one of those brats screaming before you get to me.”

Olivia grit her teeth. I came her for Emily. Freeing the others would be great, but she is the one I came for. This psycho will just torture and eventually kill all of them anyway. But… If I let everyone die just to save the one person important to me, how am I better than all the other lowlifes here?

Ophelia laughed hysterically as she watched both Olivia’s kneel with frustrated expressions.

“That’s more like it!” Ophelia all but cried from joy. “And an ability to clone yourself? When did you learn something like that? Oh, but I’m glad! I’ll have you clone yourself a bunch and then have you raped for thirteen days and nights straight like I was! You’ll get to watch yourself get ass-fucked and then dig out all the cum with your tongue!”

I need to think of something,

Olivia thought while Ophelia went on her psycho rambles in the background. She’s just a spoiled brat on a power trip. If I can’t deal with someone like that… To take her out head-on without burning through too many shadow clones I need to slowly make her use up her energy from a distance. If she starts using the kids as shields things will get nasty.

Do I just make a run for it and search for Emily on my own? Then she’ll just lash out on her hostages anyway and I might as well try to take her out now. Find her father for a hostage exchange? But the chances that she would even care… Something is off with this girl. Why can’t I—

“AARGH!?” Olivia cried out in pain after receiving a momentary shock from Ophelia.

“Are you even listening!?” Ophelia’s joy quickly turned back to anger. “You never do! Ever! So full of yourself, so self-righteous, yet you’re blind to things right in front of you! And you two!”

Ophelia turned her attention to the two cat girls. Sofia was comforting Portia who was barely conscious after Ophelia’s merciless torture.

“To say that I’m disappointed by your miserable performance is to say nothing!” Ophelia said. “you made your princess take care of the situation all on her own while sitting on the sidelines! What kind of bodyguards are you? But I am merciful! Not only will I not punish you, but I will also reward you! Both of you will receive personal training by yours truly until even that pretentious Asuna’s elite units pale in comparison! Aren’t you happy?”

“O-overjoyed!” Sofia mumbled out with a nervous smile while holding Portia in her arms.

“Ugh,” Ophelia grimaced at Portia’s lack of gratitude. “Can you at least make yourself useful and bind our new playmate? Both of them.”

“A-at once!” Sofia gently put down her sister.

Shit! Time’s running out!

Olivia reminded herself. Do I just gamble on an all-out attack? If I use enough Shadow Clones, I might make it work before she does too much damage. If it means finding Emily and taking her and the others out of this hellhole, even ten years of my lifespan is fine! And this psycho bitch does use the kids as shields… A couple of sacrifices in exchange for taking out this monster...

Sofia stood up, stuck two fingers down her throat and vomited out a set of chains with shackles.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Fuck! What would Beatrice do? Olivia asked herself in desperation for an alternative solution. She’d probably just—AH!

Both Olivia’s jumped up and sprinted straight at Ophelia from two angles.

“Seriously!? Something so stupid…!” Ophelia unleashed her electric powers on Olivia who ran at her from the front, sending her flying back in agony. This gave the second Olivia enough time to jump on Ophelia and wrap her arms and legs around her tightly.

“That’s the best you came up with!?” Ophelia asked as sparks danced around her arms. “You forgot how this went last time? Enjoy the-MFMMhm!!?!?”

Olivia kissed Ophelia on the lips and stuck her tongue into Ophelia’s mouth just as Ophelia unleashed her powers. Olivia received the full painful force of Ophelia’s electric powers. However, the electric current traveled through Olivia’s body, to her tongue and inside Ophelia’s wet mouth, spreading the pain equally among both girls. The electricity made both girl’s clench up, their lips glued to each other, their tongues interlock as electricity surged through them.

Each millisecond was agonizing for Ophelia, yet as she ended up mixing her active powers with her electric barrier which now tried to expel the foreign object from her mouth, Ophelia lost control for far too long. By the time she managed to end it all, she fell powerlessly to the floor with Olivia’s fried clone on top of her.

Before Ophelia could recover, the first Olivia ran up to the pair, threw off the dead clone, got on top of Ophelia and sunk a dagger at an angle, deep under Ophelia’s breastplate.

“GHAAAAAAAAH!!!” Ophelia cried from a whole new world of pain she hoped to one day forget.

“Where’s my sister!?” Olivia screamed. “Where’s Emily!? If you killed her, I will show you true hell!”

“Hhaah… Aghk…” Ophelia’s face contorted in a mix of pain and rage. She looked Olivia straight in the eyes and said, “I am your sister.”