Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 773

Chapter 773: Challenge

The range became a warzone in seconds.

Association officers who had frozen at the Claimant’s emergence found their training again. Veterans who had been grinding these mountains for weeks drew weapons and fell into formation. The evacuation horns resumed, but evacuation was no longer possible. The creatures were everywhere, pouring down from the sky and up from the valleys, cutting off every route.

A Glasswing Darter dove toward a cluster of retreating rookies and an Association officer intercepted it mid-flight, her blade carving through its crystalline wing. The thing screeched and tumbled, but two more replaced it before she could recover her stance.

Somewhere below the ridge, a Mirecrawler’s acid caught an A-tier fighter across the chest. His scream cut off.

"Kaiden!"

Brittany and Trisha had reached the ridge from behind, armed and pale. "We need to leave," Brittany said. Her eyes swept the descending swarm. "We can help coordinate the retreat. Get you and the girls to..."

An Embermaw dropped toward them trailing fire from wings that shouldn’t exist.

An arrow of condensed arcane energy punched through its skull before it got within thirty meters.

Tessa Verain landed on the ridge with her bow already nocking another shot, her Eclipse badge catching the bruised light. Behind her, more of the guild’s veteran track fighters were emerging, forming a perimeter, their movements sharp despite the chaos.

"Retreat where?" Tessa called. She loosed another arrow. Another creature dropped. "The whole range is crawling with them. Since they can fly at high speeds, using vehicles is a death sentence."

She was right. The swarm extended in every direction, a living ceiling of wings and claws descending on every human across the mountains. The rhythms the fighters had learned over weeks of grinding meant nothing now. Creatures that had attacked in predictable sequences were diving in coordinated waves. Beasts that had never shown pack tactics were flanking, herding, boxing in.

A veteran two ridges over died because he dodged left when the old rule said left was safe. The new rule said left was where the second Darter was waiting.

Another died because she expected the Cragweaver’s web to anchor before it struck; it struck mid-leap instead.

His girls had already moved. They’d fallen into the formation that had carried them through weeks of grinding this range, weapons drawn, powers humming, facing the incoming cluster with the grim focus of women who had no intention of dying here.

Luna’s Stormblade crackled. "What are these, pokemons? How can they just evolve?"

Not caring to get an answer right away, her blade angled toward the incoming swarm.

Vespera stepped past her.

Blood still dripped from her nose, staining her collar, but her eyes were clear and cold. From the eastern approach, a cluster of the evolved monsters had broken from the main swarm and were driving straight for their position. Three Shellback Gorgers with wingspans that blocked the sky led the push, a pack of Mirecrawlers scuttling beneath them and a hulking spine-studded brute bringing up the rear.

The shadows answered her call.

They rose from the stone around her like a tide, pooling at her feet, climbing her body, wrapping her arms in tendrils that pulsed with a darkness deeper than absence of light. The air temperature dropped. The sky dimmed wherever her gaze touched.

"[Shadow Mandate]."

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