Chapter 283: Chapter 283: Interventions
Alexander didn’t hesitate. He threw his weight to the side, breaking the line of sight as a look of disgust washed over his face.
"I don’t know what kind of psychological mind-trick you just tried to pull, but I’m not a fucking lolicon!" Alexander snapped, his voice booming through the ruins. "You think a flat, hairless brat is going to trigger any kind of arousal in me? Keep dreaming!"
The supernatural illusion shattered into pieces. Because the little girl’s mature, hypnotic trance relied on awakening carnal desire to enslave the target’s mind, Alexander’s unyielding lack of interest in her immature form left the mental attack dead in the water.
"Mistress, watch out!" the woman screamed, lunging forward to shield the young girl.
Before the echo of her voice could even fade, the concrete wall at the front of the house caved inward. Two towering figures breached the room at a terrifying velocity. They didn’t wear the elegant suit of TMC operatives; instead, they bore the crude leather characteristic of Big Black’s enforcers.
The two giants ignored Alexander, their eyes locking onto Liora’s exposed, childlike body. A pair of vile perverted smirks cut across their rough faces, their eyes gleaming with a disgusting hunger as if they couldn’t wait to ravage her on the spot.
Dammit! Liora cursed internally, her small fists clenching as a cold sweat broke out across her forehead. She had misread the situation. In her haste to secure Alexander, she had expended her core, and because the mental assimilation had shattered against his lack of arousal, her abilities were fully locked down on a cooling cycle. She couldn’t deploy the technique to enslave these newcomers in time.
"Mistress, run now! I will hold them!" the older woman barked, driving her body forward as her tactical knife flashed through the dusty air in a lethal arc.
She was incredibly fast, but the two enforcers weren’t the slow brutes they appeared to be. Their reflexes were monstrously sharp. The lead enforcer casually bobbed his head, the razor-sharp edge of her blade missing his throat by a mere fraction of an inch, before he brought his forearm down to deflect her follow-up strike with a solid, echoing metallic clang.
Alexander watched the chaotic exchange from the corner of the room, his jaw tight as his inner instincts warred against his raw common sense. He was still battered, he didn’t have a weapon, and these people had just tried to mind-fuck him into slavery. Leaving them to get slaughtered by Big Black was the smart, logical play.
Fuck it... I know I’m a complete and utter idiot, but to hell with it, Alexander thought, a furious growl tearing from his throat.
"Hey! You oversized pieces of shit! Find someone your own size!" Alexander roared.
He lunged forward, throwing his weight behind a right hook aimed directly at the lead enforcer’s temple. The giant took notice at the very last second, casually snapping his thick forearm up to absorb the impact.
Thud!
The blow landed hard, but the enforcer didn’t even flinch. Instead, a mocking grin spread across the giant’s face as he hurled a devastating counter-punch that made the air hum with violent pressure. Alexander didn’t try to block it; he dropped his center of gravity, throwing himself flat onto the concrete floor to let the fist fly harmlessly over his head.
Sweeping his leg out in a rapid, circular motion, Alexander attempted a low-angle sweep to take the giant’s footing away. But the enforcer was moving, executing a short hop to clear the spinning leg.
Alexander’s torso was left exposed on the ground.
Before he could roll away, the second enforcer stepped into the gap and drove a iron-like fist down into Alexander’s abdomen.
BOOM!
The sheer, concussive force of the impact drove Alexander into the reinforced concrete floor, cracking the stone beneath his back. The air exploded out of his lungs, and a thick spray of dark blood erupted from his lips as his vision momentarily blurred into darkness.
The first enforcer still had his fist buried deep in Alexander’s abdomen. Seeing the opening, the older woman moved like a flash of lethal lightning, driving her knife through the base of the skull of the giant pinning Alexander down.
Crack!
The massive man went limp, crashing to the concrete floor.
But the second Big Black enforcer didn’t hesitate. Realizing his partner was down, he let out a furious roar and unleashed a brutal backhand that caught the woman squarely in the chest. She flew backward, crashing hard against a ruined pillar. She coughed up a thick spray of dark blood, her breathing turning ragged as she forced herself back up, her veins pulsing with a strange, dark hue—she had just forced open a prohibited internal technique to artificially amplify her speed, but her physical body was breaking under the sheer strain.
The remaining giant grinned perversely, stepping forward to finish her off while she was paralyzed by the backlash of her own technique.
"Stop right there," Liora’s voice echoed through the room.
The little girl stepped right into the enforcer’s line of sight. Without a shred of hesitation, she ruthlessly tore her tunic open once more, letting the fabric slide down to expose her bare, childlike form.
Unlike Alexander, the Big Black enforcer was a unhinged, vile pervert. The moment his eyes locked onto her exposed, immature body, a rush of intense, disgusting lust flooded his brain. The glowing pink light in Liora’s pupils flared, seizing upon his carnal thoughts and locking his entire nervous system down in a psychological vice.
The giant froze mid-stride, his eyes turning glazed and vacant as he stood paralyzed by the hypnotic trance.
Liora gasped sharply, a cold sweat pouring down her face. She didn’t have a single ounce of cognitive energy left to physically break his mind or force him to kill himself; she was burning through her reserves just to hold the massive brute in place for a few fleeting seconds.
"Now...!" Liora shrieked, her voice cracking under the immense mental strain. "Kill him now...!!"
The older woman didn’t waste the precious window. Ignoring the burning agony in her chest, she lunged forward with a desperate, explosive burst of speed. She slid beneath the paralyzed giant’s guard and cleanly drove her razor-sharp blade through the front of his throat, ripping it sideways in one brutal, definitive motion.
Splat!
A torrent of dark blood sprayed across the ruined floorboards as the second giant collapsed to his knees, clutching his neck before crashing face-first into the dust, completely dead.
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