Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Meeting the Pale Ones

The girl stumbled through the clearing, breathing hard. Behind her, five Hellborne Ravagers crashed through the trees, each one easily twenty times her mass.

Their bodies were thick with muscle and bone armor, claws blackened and dripping with that same tar-like ichor. Their guttural cries cut through the forest as they sprinted after her, leaving broken trunks and churned soil in their wake.

The girl’s eyes widened the moment she spotted Kaiden’s group. "Pale Ones?! Here?!"

But instead of abiding by the rules of her tribe, which said contact with outsiders was forbidden, survival overwhelmed the girl’s decision-making. She shouted, "Please! Help me!"

Instead of veering away from the battle-ready team, she ran straight toward them with desperation outweighing fear of unknown men and women with white-colored skin.

Kaiden caught the trace of an accent in her voice, yet her English was good - too good for someone who looked like she’d never stepped foot in a city. The question of how that came to be flickered through his mind, but he pushed it aside. There were more pressing matters.

When she reached him, he stepped forward and caught her by the shoulder, steadying her before gently shoving her behind him. His eyes were fixed on the line of charging demons.

"Nyx," he said evenly. "Alert the others."

There was no panic in his voice. One might wonder how it happened when they sent higher-level teams ahead to clear the worst of the monsters, while they, the lower-level teams, followed in their tracks.

But despite their experience and higher levels, they were not omniscient monster hunters. It was more than plausible for hordes of monsters to slip through.

"On it," she replied without missing a beat. Her hand reached into her pouch, pulling out a small artifact etched with runes. The artifact hummed when she spoke into it. "This is Team Sinners. Multiple hostiles, five confirmed Hellborne Ravagers, levels below fifty-five. We are asking for reinforcement."

A few seconds passed before Geralt’s voice came through the static. "Noted. Hold your position. Backup’s on the way."

Kaiden knew what that meant: they were on their own for at least several seconds. As such, they had to fight this battle on their own, at least for a bit.

He lifted his weapon again, the blood-forged greatsword forming from his gauntlet in a hiss of red fluid.

Around him, the others fell into formation. Luna twirled her stormblade and took point beside him. Aria floated up slightly, staff pulsing with gathered energy. Nyx’s daggers shimmered in the air around her, each aimed at a vital spot. Bastet’s palms glowed as she gathered searing heat into her hands.

Kaiden glanced back at them. "We knew this was what we signed up for when we came for a C-tier dungeon. This is an uphill battle, but we can do this. Same as before. Focus. Protect each other."

No one argued.

The ground trembled as the Ravagers closed in, snarling.

Kaiden raised his blade and pointed it forward.

Five high-level demons against seven awakened.

The odds were ugly.

But that had never stopped them before.

...

Naira stood behind the tall man, still catching her breath. His back filled her sight; it was broad, solid, and unmoving even as the ground shook with the monsters’ approach.

His armor was streaked with blood, yet it looked more like it belonged to the land than to a city-born warrior. The way he held himself, steady and grounded, made the world around him feel smaller.

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