"Oh come off it Val. There's no shame in losing to an opponent like Shiranui. You saw for yourself that she is a real prodigy. Just like you- back when you were young anyway."
Valarie wisely ignored Calista's last jab and answered her with a mysterious smile;
"Would you care for a wager?"
Calista's eyes flipped open. The elf like women wasn't sure she had heard her properly. Still maintaining a disturbing smile, Valarie pressed on with the terms of the bet;
"We both stake ten magic crystals. The one whose student wins the match gets it all. Deal?"
Calista was sure Valarie had gone mad. Even a blind man could tell that Shiranui would win the match. Calista started to entertain the fact that maybe Valarie had some ingenious plan up her sleeve which she didn't know about.
"No way…" Calista thought to herself; "She's definitely bluffing."
She regarded Valarie for a few more seconds hoping she would discover any form of deviltry the other teacher might be up to.
"Fine." She finally acquiesced. "I see no valid reason why I should refuse free precious magic crystals."
Valarie didn't reply her. Both women focused on the young lad trudging across the playground to meet his opponent.
Zavier's mind was a mess. His mind raged within him for the most obscene reason- his aunt. It wasn't anger. It wasn't bitterness.
It was something deeper and more primitive; Zavier was turned on every time he looked at his aunt.
He caught a whiff of her scent as he breezed past her and it turned him on like a beast on heat. What he wanted the most at this time was to freeze time, bend over his aunt, slip in his rock hard erection in between her creamy vulva and fuck her bloody till she was dripping with his seed.
Zavier was headed into battle, but he was harder than a monk on a school playground, all because of Valarie.
"I am going to fuck you bloody Aunt Valarie, I swear I am going to."
Shiranui was astute at reading people. As the clumsy lad made his way towards her, she could instantly tell that his mind was elsewhere. Her eyes poured over him and immediately, she could tell that he was a weakling that didn't need too much attention to handle.
She had other ideas on how to go about this particular battle. As Zavier approached, Shiranui stretched out her right foot and declared arrogantly with a sick smile on her face;
"Listen to me you low life scum, I can easily win this contest without hurting you. You'd like that wouldn't you?"
Zavier simply stared at her and remained mute. Shiranui mistook his silence for fear and proceeded with her depraved proposition;
"I know you'd like that. All you have to do is this…"
She lifted her left hand in an overly dramatic fashion and pointed at her out stretched foot.
"Get on your knees and lick the hell out of my adorable toes!"
Zavier couldn't believe his ears. This girl was unbelievable!
"What?!"
He asked. Partly out of disbelief, but basically because he was disgusted. It sounded like Shiranui wanted to use him to fulfil the role of being the submissive in her sick fantasy. Clearly, she had a foot fetish, also, she wanted to completely dominate him by humiliating him in front of his peers.
The more Zavier looked at her, the more he saw that the yellow skinned girl was a sadistic creature.
"Go on then!"
She shrieked.
"Lick my toes like your life depends on it! WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? Get to licking right away!!"
She was getting erratic. It was evident to Zavier with each passing second that the yellow skinned girl was unhinged. There was no possible way a sane mind could conceive such an abominable request.
As he tried his best to think of a way to escape the situation without fighting, the automated voice of the multisystem dropped a fresh piece of information in his mind;
"Zavier be advised, your Magus level has been increased to the second level."
Zavier had never been so glad to hear from the multisystem. Its timing was uncanny. It was just the lift that he desperately needed at the moment.
Zavier fought to contain his excitement at the news, he was curious as to what special magic his clone had learned that could allow him to level up so quickly. He couldn't wait to try it out. Without wasting much time, he issued a new order to the Multisystem;
"System! Immediately link my memories with that of the clone who has the Magus System!"
The response was quicker than the blink of an eye. On a quantum level, terabytes of data containing the clone's memory flooded into the memory section of Zavier's brain. A diabolic smile began to form on Zavier's lips.
Shiranui was surprised at the transformation. She made to speak, but Zavier walked up to her with a renewed confidence.
Still with the disturbing smile on his face, he brought down his hands to his scrotum and grabbed it as he spoke to Shiranui in a condescending tone;
"I have a better offer. If you want to escape unscathed from my wrath, you're going to have to go down on your knees, open your mouth and suck my big fat cock till I ejaculate dust!"
Almost immediately there was an uproar from Class F. No one could believe that the normally shy Zavier had it in him to talk dirty, especially in the face of such an adversary. It was a real sight to behold. But their joy was short lived.
They thought Zavier knew he was going to lose, but he simply wanted to go down in a blaze of glory.
Amongst the spectators was a very worried Nadia. She had seen just how fiercely competitive and how destructive Shiranui was. She was well aware of Zavier's level of proficiency and she wasn't sure that Shiranui could be defeated.
No matter how she looked at it, she just couldn't see why Zavier would provoke such a powerful female mage with his offensive words.