571: The Cavalry Has Arrived

571: The Cavalry Has Arrived

“Oh, great! … Finally found her,” Ember gasped for air, trailing behind Beatrice. She was sweating and looked about done with this whole thing. Beatrice had noticed on the way up how unusually winded her bodyguard appeared. It really looked like that escape from the Pits sapped Ember of her stamina that usually appeared bottomless. “And that pink-haired brat is the one she was after? Fantastic! Let’s pack them both up and get out of-oooh, fuck!”

“Olivia! What are you doing?” Beatrice called out to her friend but got no reaction.

“H-Help me!!” Emily cried out for help from two unknown strangers as she clawed at the invisible wall that prevented her escape from her dick-wielding, naked, gone-crazy sister.  Emily didn’t even care who the two strangers were or how they got here. She just wanted one thing. “I’ll give you anything you want! I’ll do anything you want! Just get me away from that crazy bitch!”

Go on! Ravage that pussy! You know you want to!

“I… I do,” Olivia murmured as she approached Emily.

You want to become stronger, don’t you?

“I do.”

Then do it! Once you fuck her silly your transformation will be complete! You thought fucking some guards felt good? Those no-name nobodies can’t even begin to compare! This is where it’s at! Fucking your relatives is the lowest form of depravity! The ultimate taboo! Mothers, fathers, daughters, sons, sisters, brothers—the closer the bond, the greater the sin, the greater the power!

“I know” Olivia said weakly. She didn’t know how she knew. But she knew it. She felt the terrible power already coursing through her veins, corrupting her body and her mind. It felt amazing!

Olivia only had hazy memories of her time in the tight grasp of the Lesser Abomination. Olivia knew that she just had to go on a little further, just give in a little bit more, and this experience would rival that pleasure. That mind-shattering pleasure.

The only difference would be that Olivia would be the one in charge. The one deciding who to fuck and how. Who to pardon and who to punish. Who would be punished by death, and who—by sex. Olivia would finally be strong enough to protect her sister. And not just her. She could protect all who deserved it. And kill all who deserved it. And fuck all who deserved it. Ultimate justice for all!

So what that it would feel out-of-this-world-amazing? Of course, it would! That’s how true justice should feel like! All she had to do was to stop thinking and give in to her urge. That sinful urge that made her so hard it hurt. But was it even that sinful if Emily would love it too?

She’s only scared out of ignorance. She’ll spread her legs for you soon enough. Yes, I feel your desire. I see your fantasies. You’ll hear her moan your name into your ear. Finally, she will submit herself to your guidance. You will finally win her love back! Ultimate love. Ultimate submission. As she shakes her hips on your cock, ha-ha-ha!!

Olivia grabbed Emily by the neck and squeezed.

“Urkh, stop…” Emily chocked. She tried to hit Olivia’s hand away, but her hits were pathetic. Just one hand. Just one hand—that was all it took for Olivia to completely overwhelm Emily. Emily still could not understand what had happened for her sister to suddenly completely eclipse her in power.

“Olivia, what are you doing!?” Beatrice sprinted forward. She had no idea what was happening, but she knew she had to stop this. Something was very wrong. “GHUAAARHG!?”

-40 HP

Beatrice was suddenly knocked back. It was as if she ran into an invisible wall that smacked her right back in the face for good measure. Beatrice saw that the pink-haired girl was up against a barrier earlier. But this new barrier was much farther away than that, stopping Beatrice half-way.

It expanded? Beatrice wondered as she wiped the blood off her lip. Stranger than that, something seemed eerily familiar to Beatrice. As if the barrier had some kind of faint aura that she could recognize.

“Olivia, answer me!!” Beatrice screamed, but to no avail.

“There you are,” Flavna said, walking into the damaged hall from the opposite side. The young captain was ruffled, but otherwise appeared to not be seriously injured. Captain Gamesh was just a few steps behind her. Aside from a few loose hairs and some dust on his armor, Gamesh seemed in an even better state than Flavna.

“Captain—” was all that Gamesh could say before he was interrupted.

“Flavna!! Don’t just stand there! Do something!” Emily screamed as loud as she could.

“Is that… Ophelia?” Flavna asked and looked closer at the pink-haired girl in the familiar armor.

“What’s wrong with your face?” Gamesh asked.

“U-Ugh,” Emily quickly covered her face and changed it back to Ophelia. “S-S-She’s using some strange magic or something! It’s like she’s possessed by a demon or something, I don’t fucking know! Just fucking get her off me already!!”