Odessa = Bleia. (I forgot that I had already given a name to this character. Sorry.)
So Odessa’s name is Bleia.
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The smell of burnt magic still lingered in the air as the residual energy from the spell clash finally dissipated. I stood there, at a distance, watching Bleia and Kirkou stare each other down. Shadows danced around Bleia’s skeletal figure, while Kirkou panted heavily, clearly feeling the effects of magical exhaustion.
Bleia grinned, a macabre gesture on her skeletal face, and took a few steps forward. Her threat carried a cruel and merciless tone:
"I don’t think your engineer friend will be able to help you when I tear him apart alive."
Kirkou swallowed hard, his magical energy draining even further. He took a deep breath, seeming to calculate his next moves, then closed his eyes for a moment and reached into the pouch at his waist. When his hand emerged again, he was holding a vial of red liquid. A smile appeared on his face as he replied:
"He’s not my friend."
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Bleia fell silent, her hollow eyes glowing blue as they fixed on the vial. She quickly recognized its contents and let out a dry chuckle.
"You think you can kill me with that? You do realize that before that vial even reaches me, I’ll explode it in midair, right?"
She twirled her wand with those small, bony fingers, clearly confident. Kirkou hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, as if he had changed his mind. With a swift motion, he put the potion back in his pouch and grabbed something different—a small wooden totem. Without wasting time, he hurled the artifact at Bleia.
The totem vibrated in the air, and before it could reach her, Bleia reacted immediately. With a swift flick of her wand, she fired a thin layer of dark energy at the object. The impact was instantaneous, and the totem exploded into a mist of magical fragments.
But then, the unexpected happened.
From within the totem, a grotesque spirit emerged, its distorted form and terrifying scream echoing through the forest. Bleia jumped back, surprised. Her movements were quick—her hands dove into the pouch at her waist, pulling something out and throwing it toward the ghost. The spirit screamed in agony as it was struck by the shimmering powder, which consumed it until it vanished completely.
Bleia clenched her fists in anger, her voice overflowing with frustration:
"You bastard! That anti-ectonurite powder cost me 70 magic crystals!"
Kirkou smiled, but I knew that inside, he was getting nervous. He had thought this fight would be easier, but now it was evident—facing dark mages was far more complicated than he had imagined.
Kirkou shook his head and then looked to the side. Suddenly, in the direction he glanced, a tremor emerged.
"Boom~~"
Bleia noticed the tremor as well and turned, smirking darkly.
"Looks like my friends are fighting those pathetic level-3 acolytes that were with you earlier."
"It’s time to stop playing," Bleia said before making a few signs in the air with her wand while murmuring a spell:
"Central source. Annihilate my enemy and destroy him like the shadows."
Kirkou considered conjuring a barrier but quickly clenched his fists, recognizing his weakness. He didn’t have a fully developed defensive spell. He was still studying, so he simply turned and ran. But to his surprise—and to Bleia’s—I was already prepared.
I issued a mental command to the virtual lab in my mind.
"Lock onto the target on Kirkou’s back and lock onto the target in Bleia’s hands."
["Beep!"]
The response was swift, and my eyes gleamed as I positioned my machine gun toward the battlefield. At the perfect moment, I grinned and said:
"Die, you vermin!"
The steam reactor in my armor’s chest vibrated along with the drum of the machine gun, which fired wildly.
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
The smell of gunpowder filled the air as the piercing bullets tore through Kirkou’s back, shredding his torso completely to the point that his entrails spilled out as he was still running. He screamed, but soon collapsed lifeless.
Bleia was startled but couldn’t stop casting the spell, which was already in its final moments—otherwise, the explosion would consume her own body.
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
"Bang~~"
But, to her misfortune, the bullets struck her magic wand, snapping it in half. The destabilization of the spell hurled her violently against a massive tree, the force of the impact shattering its thick trunks before sending her crashing to the ground, paralyzed. Her bony forearm was broken, and her energy was completely unstable.
I walked toward Bleia with my machine gun still spinning and said, "Don’t you dare make a move. Do you hear me?"
But then, something unexpected happened.
Bleia began to tremble. Her bones twisted, cracking and reforming in a grotesque spectacle. The flame in her eyes gradually faded, giving way to something far more astonishing. Her skeletal structure collapsed, replaced by flesh and soft skin. Within seconds, before me no longer stood the cadaverous figure from before, but a Lolita with dark skin, snow-white hair, and brilliant green eyes. One of her arms bled profusely, and her chest rose and fell rapidly as she sobbed in pain.
I was left speechless, my eyes wide, unable to process what I was seeing. That hideous creature had now taken on an incredibly beautiful and enchanting form. My hands still gripped the machine gun tightly, but my mind wavered. For a moment, I forgot about the battle, forgot about the danger.
My eyes traveled over every detail of that new form, and a treacherous thought arose inside me. Bleia’s beauty was simply contagious. My heart raced, not from fear, but from a completely different instinct. I swallowed and pressed my lips together, trying to contain an involuntary smile. Should I really break up with her now? Or... maybe I should rape her? Does a dark mage’s pussy taste different from a light mage’s pussy?
I tilted my head slightly, allowing a mischievous smile to appear on my face.
"Well, well... you really know how to surprise a man, Bleia."
Bleia’s body trembled. Warm blood oozed from the open wound in his arm, dripping onto the forest floor with a muffled sound. The pain was sharp, throbbing, as if invisible claws were still tearing at her flesh. She gritted her teeth, holding back a groan, but couldn’t hold back a shaky sigh when she felt a new presence beside her.
I was there, my blue eyes sparkled. Bleia felt his gaze travel down her body, sliding over her skin like an unhallowed caress. Discomfort grew inside her.
And then, unexpectedly, I removed one of my arms from the armor and touched her.
My fingers brushed her warm cheek. She shivered. Not just from the touch, but from the surprise. Light mages didn’t touch her. They didn’t touch anyone of their kind. They saw shadow mages as impure, despicable beings, unworthy of even the most basic kindness.
"You..." Her voice faltered for a moment. She took a deep breath, gathering her strength. "Take your hands off me."
I tilted my head, a little smile playing on my lips.
"You’re hurt," i said, his tone low, almost hypnotic.
"I don’t need your compassion." Bleia retorted, feeling anger mix with fear.
But I didn’t back down. My gaze still roamed over her, as if unraveling every part of her existence. Like a wolf sniffing out its prey before it attacks.
She clenched her fists, trying to ignore the weakness the pain brought.
"Stop looking at me like that," she growled. - You’re a pervert.
My smile widened, slow, predatory. "I’ve slept with many acolytes. I’ve tasted many pussies. But I’ve never raped a Lolita of the dark element. You know what I want, right?"
Bleia’s green eyes filled with fury. "You dare say you’re going to rape me? Do you know who I am?"
"Pow~~"
I ignored her and moved my hand from the armor and knocked her out. I can’t waste any more time here. I got into the armor, and activated a vial of instant healing on Bleia. Her bleeding arm immediately stopped bleeding, and the healing vapor began to completely heal the crack.
I put her on my shoulders and started running towards Kirkou’s body. I quickly did an internal analysis with the virtual lab and picked up the bullets that were lodged in his body, then grabbed the utility bag that was on his waist and ran deep into the forest to the opposite side of the battle.
"HEHeheh~~" I couldn’t help myself as I laughed. I’m going to rape that black lolita. I can’t wait to taste her pussy. From her crying eyes, I can’t wait to see Bleia’s reaction to feeling my dick kiss her tight womb. I think I’m going to cum a lot.
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