Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 842

Chapter 842: Clash Start

[2v1 Clash: Luna + Aria vs Champion 1 (C1): The Siegehorn.]

[All combatants will be transported to an isolated arena.]

[Arena time is accelerated. Board turns continue during active clashes.]

[During active clashes, Masters may play cards on combatants without turn restrictions.]

"Now stop drooling about Giant Kai and strap your panties up." Luna grinned. "It’s not simping time."

Aria’s voice came much colder than when she addressed Kaiden. "Focus on the enemy, not me, if you don’t want to be punished again."

"Hah? Look at this bi-"

Three pieces vanished from the board.

A viewing pane materialized above Kaiden’s right hand, translucent and sharp, showing the arena that had just formed around them. Stone floor, high walls, white sky, and the Brute already shaking the ground with its weight at the far end.

His eyes dropped to the board beneath the viewing pane.

While he observed, he understood one thing instantly.

There were only six pieces on his side while seven on the Kaiju’s.

’Double-edged sword.’

For as long as that fight lasted, he was playing short. But if the girls won fast, it became eight versus seven and the temporary gap was worth every second of risk.

He glanced between the viewing pane and the board, watching the fight unfold against the turn timer, and the ratio clicked in his head after a few seconds.

One board turn was roughly five minutes of arena combat. A quick fight would cost him one turn, maybe two. A long one could bleed him for half a dozen.

’I can affect the fights.’ He reached into his remaining hand. Five cards left after Open Field and Double March. He played the first one that made sense.

[Card Played: Empower - +30% power to Luna for this clash.]

Behind his chair, Alexandra leaned forward to watch the viewing pane, golden light still stuttering against Kaiden’s wrist where she’d been working on the cut since before Turn 1.

...

The arena snapped into existence around them, and the Brute was already moving.

Stone floor. White sky. Forty meters of nothing between two women and a creature whose tusks were longer than either of their arms.

Its hide was cracked and pitted like dried riverbed, thick enough to turn steel, and the hooves beneath its bulk had already cratered the ground from standing weight alone.

The low grunt it made when it registered them said the same thing its posture did: a meal had arrived.

Luna held her Stormblade in reverse grip with lightning crawling along the edge. Aria hovered two feet off the ground behind her left shoulder, moonlight pooling at her fingertips as crescents formed in a slow orbit around her wrists.

"We’ve got only a few minutes before Kai loses board advantage," Aria said, her voice calm but her silver eyes already mapping the creature’s joints.

"Entire minutes for this thing?" Luna rolled her neck. "That’s generous."

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