Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480: Frantic Humans, Chill Monsters

Kaiden yanked on a pauldron strap that refused to sit straight. Luna tried to help, but her fingers kept slipping because Aria kept tugging at her own bracers and bumping into them. Nyx dragged a crate across the floor with one arm while tightening her belt with the other and also using [Telekinesis] to grab her helmet. Alice darted between all of them, passing potions she wasn’t sure anyone had actually asked for.

Boots thudded. Metal snapped into place. Someone - Luna - swore every five seconds.

The Abyssal Palace felt too small for five frantic humans prepping for a fight.

"Aria, your greaves are backwards," Kaiden said.

"I know!" Aria tried to kick them off and nearly clocked Luna in the knee.

Nyx checked the edge of her dagger on her thumb, then grabbed Kaiden’s collar to straighten it. "You are very agitated, Kai."

"Yeah, I mean... We’re being invaded."

Alice dropped a potion because she bumped into something on the ground, squeaked, caught it with her foot, then dropped a second one. That elixir shattered. "Who put this here?!" she demanded.

"You did," Luna said.

"I did not!"

"You did," everyone said.

"Ah, wait! This is my ’Big Bro Top Secret Relics #4’ collection!" The girl dropped the other potion as well to check if her most valuable items remained safe and sound after being bumped into.

Then all five froze. And for once, not because the little sister said something insane and incredibly questionable once again.

A wet crunch rolled through the chamber.

Kaiden turned his head. So did the others.

Bastet sat on one of the expensive couches like she owned it. One leg crossed over the other, juicy thigh showcased perfectly. She dunked a cookie into a cup of milk and bit into it with zero urgency.

Next to her, Calypso flipped a human fashion magazine, tapping the page with her long nail.

The contrast to how they, the five humans, were frantic while these two were just... doing whatever they felt like hurt Kaiden’s brain. The sharp difference was hard to accept on a sheer logical level.

Bastet leaned closer to Calypso and pointed at an especially skimpy outfit. She, too, used her tail to do so. "This one suits you, it’s the sort of thing a slut like you would enjoy. Black goes well with your red skin to boot. A match made in hell."

Calypso lifted her eyes slowly. She didn’t even turn her head at first. Then she let it drift sideways and took in the sight of Bastet’s exposed tummy, sun-kissed shoulders, upper part of cleavage, and long legs not one bit hidden.

The catwoman had significantly more skin than cloth.

"Sweetie," Calypso mused, "I dress like a virtuous woman compared to you."

Bastet took another cookie, bit it, and spoke around the crumbs. "I am dressed properly." The felinid gestured at herself with her tail and explained, "This is a fashion statement about my origins. Look, it’s even full of glitter and gold, showcasing my elevated status as the pharaoh of the desert."

"So you’re saying that you originate from a people of sluts? What kind of a queen puts herself on display like this? When I first saw you, I thought I could rent you for a night. At a bargain price at that."

Bastet slowly lifted her head from the magazine.

Their eyes locked.

Yellow slit eyes met yellow demon eyes. Both sharp. Both daring the other to blink first. The air felt tight, like two predators sizing each other up over the same kill. Bastet’s fingers curled on the cookie. Calypso’s smile sharpened just enough to irritate.

The stare dragged on.

Then Calypso broke it with a playful kiss blown right at Bastet’s face.

A vein twitched on Bastet’s forehead. Her jaw flexed once. Then, with visible effort, she pulled her gaze away and returned to the magazine as if Calypso were beneath notice.

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