Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Anxiety

Sasha was the first to show signs of breaking.

She erupted into a manic laugh that was high-pitched and entirely unhinged as if someone had just told her the funniest joke in the world while also dangling her over a pit of spikes.

"Oh. My. God! We’re trapped. We’re actually trapped! Hahaha! Fucking classic!" she wheezed, doubling over and gripping her bow. "This damn place has a heartbeat now?! It restructures the environment so we can’t leave?! What the hell kind of joke dungeon is this?!"

Unlike his red-haired teammate, Jack didn’t laugh.

He stood rigid as his gauntleted fingers flexed open and closed around the handle of his hammer and shield. A thin tremor ran through his arms. He didn’t say anything at first. Instead, he just turned his head slowly toward Leon.

The man looked like he was about to fall apart.

He stood with hunched shoulders, one hand clutching at the skin where the parasite had slipped inside him. His other hand was balled into a shaking fist.

Jack’s gaze moved next to Vaelira. The woman who always had a plan. The stuck-up, commanding, irritating genius of a leader whose mouth never seemed to close once it opened to spout one self-entitled, arrogant word after another.

But she wasn’t barking orders now. She wasn’t even commenting to her viewers despite the big change occurring, warranting an exposition of her thoughts for the viewers.

Instead of all that, she was frozen in place with her pupils dilated as she stared at the changing dungeon around them. No witty remark. No confident stride. Not even a half-assed strategy that boiled down to ’let me shine bright, extras.’

Just silence.

And Jack realized, to his dismay, that for the first time... he missed that damn smirk of hers. That cocky, condescending, unbearable smirk that always meant she had some kind of edge.

It wasn’t there.

She was not in control.

He felt the crack in his composure widen.

But before panic could finish creeping in, he turned to the other group, expecting the same blank stares, the same rising terror.

And was completely thrown off.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Luna hissed, kicking a loose stone hard enough to dent the wall. "Goddamn haunted-ass gothic bullshit clown maze! I swear, if this place turns upside down or whispers another ancient Latin curse in my ear, I’m burning it all to the goddamn ground!"

Her gamer girl cursing spree was raw, volcanic. But unlike Sasha’s crude words, Luna’s were not rooted in fear. No, she was just royally pissed off. Furious that the dungeon dared pull this nonsense after everything it’d already thrown their way. She wasn’t breaking. In fact, she was revving up.

Meanwhile, Kaiden, Nyx, Bastet, and Aria had huddled around the journal with the cryptic vampire message in it.

Nyx had flipped through its pages using her powers, searching for more information. However, only that page was filled with text.

Then, at Kaiden’s request, dropped it into his hand. He hoped physical contact could give them some more clues. He flipped it over in his hand and found no extra clues.

This was when Bastet recoiled with her nose scrunching as she hissed through her fangs. "That book stinks horribly! I’m about to throw up. You’re forbidden from touching me until you wash your hands, Master."

The sheer audacity of a subjugated monster telling her owner that was enough to show just how visceral her hatred for the undead truly was.

Aria leaned closer as her silver eyes scanned the script. "It’s strange... The writer used noble dialect, but there are some emotional shifts. It gives me the feeling that he was unraveling, but also desperately trying to encode something at the same time."

Nyx nodded thoughtfully. "He wrote of ’seven sins carved in stone’ and ’truths buried beneath virtue.’ There might be a clue here somewhere..."

"Are you people insane?!" Jack finally snapped.

His voice cut across the quiet chamber like a loud gunshot.

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