Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 808

Chapter 808: Spitting Balloon

"Let’s do this, Alice."

<Yes, big brother!!>

Then, the monster parted its jaws wide and spat.

The stream came out as a pressurized ribbon of stolen river, orange-white and dense enough that the toxic haze combusted on contact and left a tunnel of superheated nothing in its wake.

Kaiden’s body was already moving sideways when the shadow caught it.

Vespera had sealed a mask of braided shadow over her lower face against the Mire’s air, the same solution Kaiden’s blood mask served from the other end of the family toolkit. Her shadows intercepted the torrent six meters from his chest in a braided wall that split the magma into two arcing sprays, cooking the ground spores off the floor wherever the splash landed.

She did not wait for the stream to finish. Her lattice drove past her own deflection and into the glutton’s bloated torso from four angles, barbed shadows punching into cherry-red hide that had been stretched drum-tight by the volume of river packed inside it.

The body held for one beat, and then it didn’t.

Magma erupted from every puncture wound in pressurized jets that lit the Mire orange from wall to wall, and the glutton’s body launched off the ground on the force of its own decompression, careening across the toxic haze in a wild spiraling arc that sprayed stolen river in every direction. Ground spores ignited in its wake, the knee-height clouds combusted into nothing, ceiling vapor scattered upward as superheated air displaced the toxic layers along the creature’s tumbling flight, and a lane of clean air opened through the Mire’s defenses that had not existed three seconds ago.

The glutton shrieked across the basin.

The sound came from the wounds themselves, a high pressurized whistle tearing from every puncture as magma vented in wild arcs, and the body that had been the size of a delivery truck was now a careening deflating mass that hit the Mire’s far wall with a wet concussive boom, bounced, sprayed a fan of orange across the stone, hit the opposite wall harder, and kept going. Each impact changed the trajectory and each trajectory cleared another strip of the Mire’s haze, spores cooking off in the splash zones, the knee-height clouds parting in thermals around the tumbling body, the whistle climbing in pitch as the pressure dropped and the wounds pulled wider.

Vespera’s red eyes narrowed as she tracked the deflating body across the basin. Dissatisfied.

She caught it at the third bounce. Her shadows snagged the deflating body mid-ricochet and whipped it backward in one clean arc, the glutton’s remaining mass cracking into the rock at the column’s entrance hard enough to split the stone underneath. The cleared lanes crisscrossed behind it where every bounce had burned a path, toxic layers too slow to resettle over superheated ground. The column behind the glutton read the clean air and committed, bodies filing into the Mire along the burned corridors without a single spore to slow them down.

The thing stood back up. Its hide hung loose where the pressure had emptied it, folds of cherry-red skin sagging off the frame like a deflated wineskin, and the puncture wounds along its torso were already closing as the flesh reknit over the body. By the time Kaiden processed what he was watching, the creature was on all fours again with its head turning back toward them.

<Big brother, not even Mom could put that thing down!> Alice’s telepathy came fast and rattled against the inside of his skull. <It turned into a balloon and sprayed fire everywhere, the poison is clearing!! What do we do?!>

’What we always do, Alice.’ He brought both blades up. ’Fight until the end. Use your tracking, every sense you’ve got. Nothing gets past us.’

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