The air tore open with a series of deep, resonant cracks as spells bloomed one after another. From them, her forces poured out, creating a stampede of armored wraiths, six-winged shades wielding spectral spears, and skeletal beasts the size of carriages whose claws left burning furrows in the stone. Legion after legion, until the throne room felt like it was buckling under the sheer volume of bodies.
"Rip it open," she commanded with a voice that was as sharp as a whip. "Everywhere. I want it bleeding from a million wounds at once."
Her minions obeyed without hesitation, rushing toward the Heart in a frenzied tide. Tendrils whipped out to meet them, tearing through lines, but the damage mounted quickly. Sword slashes, spear thrusts, and claw swipes cut into the pulsing mass, spraying its dark ichor across the silk-woven floor.
Sasha and the rest joined the assault without missing a beat.
Kaiden watched the chaos build before glancing back over his shoulder, looking at his lovers.
"The others seem to be more interested in slaying whatever that is."
"Fine with me. It creeps me the heck out." Luna shrugged.
"Yes... And I have a score to settle with a certain woman," Aria murmured ominously while staring at the still-seated countess.
The boss monster’s amusement was clear for all to see.
"You seem very certain of your victory."
"Your baby is being butchered like the fat pig it is, and you’re nothing but a cowardly bitch. Go on, transform into that form of yours that’s somehow even more hideous than the current one and break your eggs or whatever. Release your spider mutts."
They’ve killed hundreds of them already, so Luna felt very confident due to them having learned how to combat those creatures with great efficiency. She wasn’t alone.
The Storm Valkyrie’s response earned her a strong glare. But soon, the furious expression melted back into a smile. It was one of those infuriating, smug little ones that made it seem as if she were the only one in on the joke.
"You know..." she purred while running a finger along the armrest of her throne, "people can say many things about me. That I’m manipulative. That I’m cruel. That I am, perhaps, a touch sinful."
She gestured toward the looming bulk of the Heart. "But no one can say I’m a bad parent." Her smile deepened just as her eyes slid back to Luna. "I raised my darling to have respect. Discipline. Not... that terrible bark of yours." She tilted her head. "I suppose it’s hard to learn manners when no one bothered to teach them. Tell me, do you even have parents? Or were you raised by a tribe of ogres?"
"Okay, this bitch is dead."
That was the only thing Luna said before drawing her [Stormblade]. However, Luna was not hotheaded enough to go berserk just from this. Instead, she began circling the woman, looking for the best spot to attack from.
Seeing that the time for talk was over, the Countess’s expression froze for a heartbeat. Then the thing inside her stirred.


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