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Wind
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Fist
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Ris
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Bang
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Rice
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Tressica
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Wind
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Fist
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Ris
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Bang
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Rice
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Tressica
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Assasino
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Wind
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Fist
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Ris
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Bang
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Rice
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Tressica
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Assasino
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Bam
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Jenna
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Net
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Ang
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Leona
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Swift
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Darkness
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Brent
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Wind - Alive
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Fist - Dead
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Ris - Alive
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Bang - Alive
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Rice - Dead
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Tressica - Unknown
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Assasino - Alive
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Bam - Unknown
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Jenna - Unknown
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Net - Unknown
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Ang - Unknown
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Leona - Unknown
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Swift - Alive
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Darkness - Alive
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Brent - Unknown
The tree was burning and Bella walked. Licking her fingers. Her nails were sharp like claws, as it caused a cut on her tongue. She tasted her own blood and smiled.
Her body underwent a transformation. She was wearing a purple velvet dress with a deep slid in the front, flaunting her nice C cup assets. Her ab lines were showing and her long slender legs was covered with a thin black laced leggings together with long boots. Her hair turned brown with a single stroke of white. Her eyelashes became longer and her eyes was deep watery red. Her lips were purple, framed against her small nose and her pointed chin, giving her an exotic and seductive look.
She looked at her whole body and was happy with what she got. She was carrying a staff with a skull like motif, together with a huge purple emerald.
Feels good to be back, Bella thought.
But its still not time to meet the bitches. Bella had totally forgotten about her grandma. And the only thing in her mind was to rid of those who had bullied her. They deserved to die.
She walked towards the outskirts confidently with her staff beside her hands.
The outskirts were a disgusting place to stay. Rats, rubbish, dead carcasses were all around. There were hardly any lights there. People were poorly dressed and they stink like dead corpses. In the otherwise familiar alley where Bella was brutally raped, she could hear screams as she walked towards it. The same gang was raping a girl there. They were slapping, beating and punching her like a sand bag. There were tears from her eyes. But their brute force was something she could not overcome. She couldn’t wait for them to be done.
Bella’s eyes shone as she spread out her fingers, and her nails protruding out like that of a cat, and in one single swipe, the rapist’s back tore open like a stuffed turkey. His gut flowed out as he died instantly.
The other three froze and tried to run, with a snap of a finger, the two charred instantly. Bella grabbed hold of the last rapist and single handed pulled him up.
Bella: Remember me you bastards.
He froze in fear with his eyes fixed on her.
Bella reached for his penis and gave it a gentle pump.
He was feeling all great.
Bella: Does that feel good?
He nodded happily.
Her grip on his neck tightened and in one pull, he tore him apart. His lower torso fell to the ground while his upper body was hanging.
Bella threw him to the floor and he wiggled a bit before he breathed his last.
The victim hung on to her clothes, terrified by what she just seen. Bella walked closer to her and in the shadows you could see branches circling about the victim and penetrating her.
Her name was Fang. She, too underwent a transformation. She was the first slave.
Bella lifted Fang’s chin as Fang smiled at her new master.
Bella: It’s time for an uprise.
Fang nodded as she followed Bella with her head hung low.
Batches by batches Bella eliminated the rapists, murders and the men. Her reputation spread in the outskirts like wild fire and they worshipped her like a god. In just a matter of days her slaves increased tremendously.
In a couple of months the outskirts were in order, with a shrine she lives in. The villagers in the outskirts respected their savior and gave them all they had.
She looked at the army she had now, which was a battalion. But it wasn’t enough for her. She needed real warriors. The slaves she had was far too weak. And that was when she decided to have an underground ring. And she told them the victor would receive much greater powers than they have now.
This was a good way to eliminate the useless where only the elites stay. She sat on the throne chair and lifted her fingers. The floor opened, revealing lava before as a cloaked figure rose.
Bella: Go. And organize this underground ring. I will wait for good news.
The cloaked figure bowed and was on her way as she left the room.
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This event was strictly confidential. If any of this was leaked out, the consequences is death. The contestants were to sign an agreement if they are participating. Once they are signed in there are brought to the arena assembly area. In there are no windows. It just seemed like a huge dome with spectator seats on top. Their very rooms were dungeons, huge enough for them. There were sex slaves for them to help themselves to. Food was abundant there and they do wonder where they came from but no one cared. They were overjoyed to see food.
The participants were plenty. Never could Bella expect the huge signup. For such a small town more than 200 had signed up. Guys tried to sign but was rejected straight as it was only a female event. Guys there in the instance was useless. They were deemed as beasts who use their brute force to rape.
Registrations closed in the evening as they were preparations were still ongoing.
The cloaked figure rose from the ground in Bella’s room.
Cloak: Your highness, there are together 250 participants. How would you like the match to be decided.
Bella: 250? Divide them into 5 groups. Each group will fight per day. I want them to fight against each other until there are ten victors from each group. From there then we decide the next step.
Cloak: Your wish is my command Your Highness.
She disappeared and then announced in the arena.
Cloak: Attention all warriors. Due to overwhelming response. You will be divided into 5 groups of 50 each. The rule is simple. The top ten standing from each group will qualify into each round. There are no restrictions. Kill or be killed is allowed. The first match will begin the day after tomorrow. The lists are on the arena hall. Go and take a look.
She said as she disappeared. The warriors looked at each other and then ran to the arena hall. The situation was tense but they were excited. It was the only chance to break away from their pathetic lives.
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The contenders were divided into groups and was living on a separate location. They did that to make sure there were things are well organized.
The groups were feasting on their long awaited food, male sex slaves in order to do their best in the fight. There was a rule not to fight before the real competition. Anyone caught will be severely dealt with.
Each of the groups were very obedient and awaited instructions.
The day came and it was Group 1’s fight. The 50 contenders were now standing in the centre of the ring, and there were spectators from the underground coming to view the massacre. They were sponsors for this and the ones who funded the entire show.
Cloak: (Announcing) Now there can be only ten standing on the ring. Just who would it be? Remember, you are allowed to kill. Once the counter reduces to ten, it will stop. Are you clear?
The contenders roared.
Cloak: Ready. Kill them all!
In the arena everyone was tensed up. They stood rooted staring at each other. Each waiting for one another to start.
Bella stared from the top and was disappointed by what she saw. She snapped her finger and three giant panthers appeared out of nowhere, hingry for their prey.
Bella: Now let me see what you all can do.
The panthers waste no time and pounced on the contenders, ripping off their flesh hungrily. They fought frantically and the numbers were reducing. 35.
Out of nowhere came a strong gust of wind, blowing one of the panthers away, and it died instantly. The other two panthers kept their eyes fixed on the one who killed its companion. Their eyes met each other as it roared and ran towards its attacker. She was preparing a counter attack when suddenly someone leapt into the air and in one punch the panther fell to the ground, motionless. The punch was so fast that none could see with the naked eye.
Her name was Fist while the one who killed the other was called Wind.
They stared at each other and turned away.
The third panther locked its eyes on the both of them. And then surprisingly it changed its target to the one behind them. Ris. She looked weak and frail and as the panther was getting close, she pointed at the panther and it fell to the ground immediately.
Just what had happened? No one knew.
Wind was getting really tired of fighting one on one. She channeled her energy in one stance and then sent out a piercing hurricane, wiping out the entire competition. Even the crowds that was hit by the hurricane died instantly.
Wind looked at her palm and said: Oops.
The smoke lessened as you could see some warriors still standing but most had collapsed. And the ones who stood were the elites.
There were only 6 alive. The rest were killed by Wind’s hurricane wave.
Now the flags were raised:
In less than a day, the victors were announced.
Now Bella looked at the winners from afar. She could see the potential in this six but its was never enough until you see their true powers.
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Knock knock knock.
Han went to the door and saw Claude and Minori at her doorstep early in the morning.
Claude: Did you feel?
Han: Yes. Shhh. Yan and Ian was still asleep. Come here, let me show you something.
They followed her quietly and then Han lifted Yan’s sleeve to reveal the dvine word on her arm.
They watched in amazement.
Claude: Wow. How come I never knew about this?
Han: Me neither. Until we all felt the presence, suddenly the divine word on her revealed itself.
Minori: Do you know what it means?
Han shook her head.
The trio sat down in the living room where Han brewed some tea.
Han: So what happens now?
Claude: I’m not sure too. But definitely Cheng is back. I can feel her presence from last time.
Han: Same here but it appears to be missing now. She must have avoided us.
Minori: I think so too.
Claude: So what do you all think?
Han: Perhaps its time we set up proper defenses now.
Claude: That’s a great idea! But how are we going to do that?
Han: Fear not Claude. You are rightfully the Queen of this village ever since you defeated the evil and claimed the winner. I believe once you talked to the villagers, they will be more than willing to volunteer.
Minori: I agree too.
They nodded together and then Claude held a meeting with the villagers in the central arena. The crowd gathered quickly, and they awaited their queen to speak.
Claude: Dear all, we have enjoyed years of peace and we can’t take things for granted. I am thinking of setting up a defense army. Those who think can contribute can step out now. I would also need skilled artisans and craftsmen; architect and magicians and all that is good to help. Who’s with me?
The crowd cheered and they divided themselves into groups. Warriors, craftsmen, clerics, magaicians, etc.
Claude was surprised by their sporting attitude.
Soon they were allocated jobs.
The architects and craftsmen worked with Minori on the structure they needed for the barriers.
Claude worked out the military training routine and schedule while Han lead the magicians and clerics.
All the plans were coming into fruition now.
Bella looked at herself in the mirror. She was weakening. Using her powers to build the arena and the minions drained a huge portion of her magic and soul. She needed more virgins to devour. She raised her hands and minions rose from the ground. They were skinny and hideous looking. They resembled those of greyhounds but they stood with two legs. Their body was heavily studded with thorns. Saliva was drooling down their razor sharp teeth.
Bella: Bring me twenty virgins.
The minions bowed and disappeared like wild unleashed dogs.
Their eyes red and they ran quietly and swiftly. Girls were kidnapped in sacks and they were brought back in a blink of an eye.
Twenty sacks were thrown into the dungeon in Bella’s room. Some were moving in the sacks. The minions untied the sacks and the virgins came out from it and tried to escape.
But they were relieved when they saw Bella. They waved at her and then their eyes froze when they saw Bella transforming. Long thick branches protruded out from her back and went charging at the virgins, taking away their lifespan by extracting every single drop of blood in them. Bella could feel her strength regaining as she sucked in their blood. She could feel their tasty blood in her veins. They dried up like mummies instantly. Her body pumped up and was full of energy now. Her body was more masculine with a full muscled body. She looked at herself in the mirror again and was happy that all her strength was back. She raised her arms in the air and in an instant she was back to her beautiful body and she was looking young and radiant.
Bella: ahhh.. that felt really good.
She grinned to herself.
And she couldn’t wait for tomorrow’s tournament.
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The day was hot and scorching. And the second tournament began. The earth shook and the arena rose in mid air, where the base outside the area were sharp spikes below the deep pit.
This group had the most diverse of all. There were different sizes in this particular group. Giants and dwarf sized. All in the same group.
The moment Cloak announced the start, they fought frantically. But there was this particular lady who stood out. A white haired lady who just chose to sit at the corner to watch the other fight. It was chaos in the group. There wasn’t any huge panthers just only brute fighting force.
The contenders ripped off clothes and limbs as they fought their way through.
The giant swung her fists at the midgets as they flew out of the arena, landing on the land of spikes. The numbers were quickly reduced due to the giant’s massive destructive power. Only 20 were left remaining. The giant saw the lady with the white hair sitting comfortably as it charged towards her.
A giant punch swirled at her. And the lady with the white hair disappeared instantly. And before the Giant could react, her limb was sliced. She lost her balance and fell, leaving only a huge ankle at the arena. The Giant did not die as the spikes felt like splinters to her, as the Giant sat up, she pushed the arena and the contenders fell to their deaths. Only the selected few took advantage of the Giant and they stood on her giant shoulders.
The Giant waved her hands wildly at the survivors, not letting the chance to let them win. The lady in white got irritated and she threw herself up in the air. Her hair suddenly lengthened and coiled around the Giant’s neck. In one clean cut, she severed her head. The others watched in horror as her hair spread out like giant tentacles and massacred the entire competition, leaving her as the only victor. The crowd went silent, seeing the pit soaked with a pool of blood. Her hair moved like limbs as she licked the blood from her hair that was dyed red with blood.
Tournament 2:
Ony victor: Assasino (Lady with the white hair).
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Now Assasino astounded everyone. She walked back quietly with her head held high.
So far the victors:
And now there are 3 groups left. What would happen?
There Assasino sat alone in the grand feast and ate alone with the other contenders staring at her.
Assasino was too accustomed to being alone. She was termed as a witch ever since she was young. She was an orphan and had no idea who her parents were. She only knew how to survive on her own instinct. She was always ill treated. She slept on the streets, feeding on food that people threw into dustbins. Wore fabrics that she could find in the rubbish cans.
She grew up in an environment where the only thing that ruled was brute force. She didn’t know why she discovered that she could control her hair at her own free will at a tender age and she learnt how to control it as she grew. She was often called a witch or freak, perhaps because of the way her hair looked. Even when she was born, her hair was already all white and full.
Assasino was stunningly beautiful. Sharp pointed chin, with deep set watery hazel brown eyes, and thin pink lips. Her face was naturally rosy and fair complexion. Her voluptuous nature stood out from her body frame. Tall, slender with C cups, together with 1.7m, weighing 60kg. She was always the ice queen, she seldom talk and seems to be emotionless. It was not so but because of the environment she grew up in, emotions was something that is not allowed.
She walked back to her resting place and slept. It was by far one of the nights she could sleep in peace without the fear of being attacked. And for the first time she slept with a smile.
The defense in Claude’s town was getting on well, though the progress was slow but things were coming in properly. The most important was to have a barrier around the town and it was almost complete now. Stone walls together with deep carved divine words were etched and weaved with the magic from the magicians that Han had trained. There was a soft glow of orange from the words.
The army was getting more and more used to the endurance and stamina training from Claude. And Claude was surprised by their enthusiasm as they kept wanting to train without breaks in between.
Bella saw the first two group clash and was pleased by the results. Now she was thinking of morphing the rest of the three in one. So she could get her ‘shortlisted’ army in the shortest time. Or, perhaps have three rings so the rest could be held in a single day.
She walked towards the arena. Lifted a finger and the pit expanded. Three stone platforms rose from the pit and it was all ready. So after the third round, her team of the elites would be formed. She licked her razor sharp nails and then turned around to head back.
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With the announcer saying compete the contenders at all three arenas started fighting. Some were threw off the arena like ants, the others stay and defended. In the 3 rings, different one stood out.
Ring 1: Now only 20 were left. Bam stood out the most due to her massive size. Her boobs were unbelievably long and huge; hanging down like two huge gigantic papayas. It was her weapon. She lifted up her breasts and swung like a swirling tornado, hitting her enemies off the ground onto the pits.
Bam: Tornado Blaster!
There she went again throwing the rest off the arena.
But five were still remaining. She was not satisfied yet as she charged towards one of them. Swung her breasts.
Bam: Full frontal swing hammer!
She held on to her breasts and used it like a hammer. The moment her breasts hit the ground, it created a huge crater. That was its destructive power. The announcer cleared Ring 1 as only five were remaining. The other four did not flaunt their skills as they believed it would be disastrous if the enemies knew their power. Bam raised her breasts in triumph as though she had won the tournament. Bam’s appearance seem to go about in pairs, her hair was tied in two ponytails. And she was wearing the Viking’s hat with a double horn. She was massive, standing at least a 2.3m high, weighting approximately 200 kg. Her breasts were so long that it almost touches the ground she is standing on. Not a really good sight to see but her breasts were no joking matter. Once you are hit by it, its very fatal.
Ring 2:
In the ring stood a mysterious cloaked lady carrying a really long blade. She was dodging everyone’s attack like shadows. Those you see in Japanese ninjas. Her actions were fluid and fast. Her name was Swift. She dodged attacks as though she was dancing gracefully making her look really elegant. The only thing was that she was totally cloaked, except the windows that exposed her eyes. She danced to the centre of the ring and everyone seemed to lose sight of her. She then squat down. With her arm positioned on her blade handle, her stance changed.
Her eyes turned cold and there seemed to be a cold aura emitting from her. She seemed to be chanting some words and in one swipe, she placed her blade back into her sheath. She stood up and then walked. The contenders when quiet. One of them even intimidated Swift. You are so weak you can’t even do anything. The rest of the contenders joined in the mockery. Even the contenders in Ring 3 stopped their fighting to see what the commotion was all about.
Swift walked as if nothing had happened. She stopped. And the crowds paused as if waiting for her to do another strike. Swift lifted her head and took a deep breath.
Swift took another step.
Swift: Hells Leash.
They were still laughing when suddenly the entire 49 of them saw a red line forming at their waist and before they could react their bodies were sliced in half cleanly. Swift wasn’t joking. Her single strike was clean and lethal.
*Back to what happened. Swift squatted down. Took her long sword and swung in a clockwise direction. The ‘qi’ from her blade swung wide like a huge shockwave, slicing everything at its circumference.
The entire ring 2 turned into a sea of red instantly.
Now what would happen to Ring 3. How many survivors would there be?
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Now all the attention was at Ring 3.
The contenders paused as they were shocked by what happened in Ring 2. But it only lasted for a while. The contenders continued their fights. Punches and kicks flew and the scene was intense. Heads severed. Screams that could sent a chill down your very spine. Bodies separated. This ring was a fight of endurance and brute strength. However. There was just this person who seemed like Death itself.
It seemed weird but any who tried to attack her would be repelled and would disappear into the ground mysteriously as if they were in the Bermuda Triangle. Her name was Darkness.
There was one more who was gaining the popularity. Her name was Brent. She could transform herself into the form of a lion and her most formidable weapon the Lion’s roar, an amplifying sonic sound echo that could easily shatter anything that stands in its way.
In just 5 minutes the entire ring was wiped out, leaving on Darkness and Brent. The two stared at each other with their fists clenched. They were ready to go for a showdown when the announcer lifted the flag, signifying that the match was over.
Here are the victors:
Bella grinned. The 15 best winners.
She could already see the potential in the few and she had the best plan.
Bella had to make sure that they would not betray her. So she held a meeting with the victors in a grand room with opulent golden chairs with red leather seats and each chair was draped with animal skins. The entire table was made up of a single piece of a thousand year old log, carefully carved and polished.
On each table laid beautiful silver plates, fork and spoons, gold cups with emeralds. Large candle holders huge from the gigantic chandeliers and the victors sat down happily, waiting for the queen to arrive.
Her servants waited for her to give the command to serve the food.
Bella walked gracefully, wearing a white see through gown that flaunted her perfect assets, she was stunningly beautiful that even the victors stood in awe. The deep purple emerald that hung on her hand was the envy of all. The victors stood up and clapped upon the arrival of their Queen Bella.
She smiled and signaled them to sit. The feast began and they ate happily.
Bella: Well done my victors. Let have a toast!
She raised her gold emerald glass and signaled the rest to follow. The victors stood up and cheered.
Bella waited for them to put their glass near their mouths and before they took a sip, she chanted a verse softly. The wine suddenly turned a deep purple and the victors could not see the transformation. They drank everything in a single gulp and turned their cups upside down to signifying that they had drank everything.
Bella: Well done. Have a good night my victors.
Bella turned and then disappeared from the feast.
The victors stood up and bowed to their queen. Soon an emblem appeared behind their backs without them knowing. And by tonight, there would be only ten remaining out of the fifteen. But who would it be? It will be a battle with their own dark self. Who would be the remaining ten?
Bella laughed at her own planning and she devoured the freshly caught virgins that her minions had caught.
Bella: Now which ten will stand before me?
She shrieked and laughed.
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The victors returned to their dungeon rooms for a rest before the announcement of the next step. They were happy that it was over for now. But little did they know what was going to happen.
In the middle of the night where the moon was red, the victors were sweating. There was just something that felt really wrong. They could feel their hearts beating hard as if it was going to thump right out of their chests. Their eyes turned red and in the shadows you could see something escape from their mouths. It was their own replica.
For those fighters with a strong will, nothing would happen but only a selected few had it. Wind, Ris, Assasino, Swift and Darkness were the only ones with that power.
Fist couldn’t believe her eyes. What stood before her was a mirror image of her, except that it looked more like a dark replica. A shadowed clone.
Fist: Who are you and what do you want from me?
The shadow just smiled. And Fist got irritated. She threw a punch and it evaded it easily. Another. And another. But it dodged.
Fist: What the hell was that all about?
The first instinct she had was to finish it all in one strike. She raised her hands, locked in elbow position. Her eyes locked on the shadow clone. Her entire aura changed. Her fists was turning red and smoke rose from it. She was waiting for it to power up.
But instantly she was surprised from the clone too. As it mimicked her actions. It was doing the same stance of her. It, too had the same characteristic of her.
Fire exploded from Fist’s hands as she took a step behind, arched her shoulders behind, ready to throw her fist at the enemy. It too, took the same stance.
In one forward motion she threw her punch with such velocity that the things in the dungeon caught fire.
Fist: Raging Fire Puncher!
The impact caused a huge hole on the wall and the sides of it melted. The clone was nowhere to be seen.
Fist: That should have burnt it to a crisp!
Fist smiled happily as she clapped her hands.
Suddenly she felt a chill down her. She was feeling an intense heat so close behind her and she recognized that heat. She froze literally. It was the very first time she felt fear. The fear of death.
Fist turned pale and she slowly turned her head. She saw her own shadow clone’s evil grin as it threw its fire punch towards her stomach.
Fist could feel her own stomach having an exit hole from the impact and it burned with such intensity she screamed in pain and agony. The fire spread throughout her own body and in just mere seconds, she was incinerated. Fist’s scream echoed down the huge corridors of the dungeon but it seemed no one could hear because the ones affected were too busy to do something about it. The shadow clone sunk into the ground, to Bella’s room as she fed on the shadow clone. Bella could feel the fire coursing through her veins, into her fists. She slurped and waited to savor the rest of the fallen ones.
Bang was facing herself. She too couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Bang: What on earth is happening?
And before Bang could react, its clone charged towards her, grabbed her by her waist and came a back slam. The tiles on the ground broke as Bang coughed out blood and she fought to be released from its grip. Bang raised her legs and slammed it hard down on its clone successfully. It released its grip and Bang sprung onto her feet. She arched her back, ready to wrestle its enemy. She threw her arms in the air.
Bang: Wrestle Maniac Pump!
Bang’s muscles pumped up instantly. Her body mass increased thrice as she charged towards her clone, giving her a bear hug.
Bang: Crushing Bear Hug!
Bang’s muscle veins surfaced from her arms as she squeezed hard at her enemy. The shadow clone coughed out greenish blood. Bang released her grip as the green blood corroded her arms like acid, giving its clone a chance to counter.
It grew massively and this time it charged towards Bang who was caught off guard. The same technique was used: The Bear Hug. But what’s different about it was the strength felt thrice the strength that Bang could muster. Bang struggled and tried frantically to grow in size but it did not seem to loosen its grip.
Bang: Maximum impact!
Bang used up all her strength to call upon her ultimate transformation, where she calls herself the Hulk.
The clone’s arms broke with the gigantic size that Bang was in. Bang took the chance, turned the clone and ripped off its legs and head. Threw it to the ground as the clone dissolved in a greenish slime as it corroded the floor.
Bang fell to the ground, totally exhausted from the fight earlier.
Bang: What the fuck was that?
She said as she fell into a deep sleep.
The crystal ball in Bella’s room revealed Bang’s victory as she drank from her cup, watching in amazement.
The minions threw the captured virgins to her as she grinned.
She knew that the villagers would be talking about the missing girls sooner or later, so she had thought out a plan and she summoned Cloak to take care of the rest. To spread the rumor. The rumor that Claude kidnaps virgins to feed in order to be alive. And she had everything planned out.
Wind, Ris, Assasino, Swift and Darkness felt something was amiss but they just ignored for it was none of their business to interfere. They just carried on sleeping, shutting themselves away what’s happening.
Rice was already battling with her sickle. The sounds of metals clashing could be heard. Such speed. Such ferocity. And the most irritating part was that they were on equal par.
Rice paused for a while, panting. She had fought on for sometime now and she was getting exhausted. But the shadow was not. It just stood there as if nothing happened.
Rice knew if she does nothing about it, she would be in danger.
Rice slammed her sickle staff to the ground, her hands on her staff and she lowered her head. A glow surfaced from her weapon, coating herself and her sickle staff with golden streaks. Her eyes shone in gold too as she slammed the staff on the floor. Her multi clone surrounded the shadow.
Rice: Harvest time!
Rice slashed down as the multiple clones did the same and a huge explosion took place. The shadow was gone.
Rice dropped her staff. She was too tired to summon another magic like this. She was glad its over.
Her shadow clone rose from the ground as it multiplied.
Rice: What???!!???
The shadow on the dungeon wall revealed that every part Rice’s body was severed into pieces. Her limbs flew everywhere and blood splattered the entire room.
Bella licked the remaining blood that her shadow clone had and felt her strength multiply again.
She smiled and couldn’t wait to taste more of her losers.
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Now with only seven contenders who have yet to experience fighting their own shadows, Bella was thrilled to see blood, but she was thinking of something else more interesting as she stroked her staff.
Tressica was panting frantically now. Everything that she tried backfired. She had literally no strength left. Unlike the others who had their own special gift, Tressica relied on her own training and endurance for victory. She had exceptional stamina but fighting her own self was something that she had not expected at all. Her clone was still jumping excitedly waiting for Tressica to counter. She was exhausted as she could hear her own breathing through her ears now. Her vision was getting blurry as one single punch sent her flying off her feet. She slammed hard at the walls, spitting out blood and in one solid full swing kick, Tressica’s eyeballs rolled back and breathed her last. She was perhaps the most boring contender, Bella thought as she spit on the floor.
Bam slammed her breasts hard on her mirror image. And it did the same. Both of them struck each other as if they were reflections. Both were bruised badly but still their immense strength was ridiculous. The walls of the dungeons were broken by the impact of her ferocious heavyweight breasts.
Bella didn’t like Bam. She hated her for Bella thought that Bam was one of the most disgusting fighters using her saggy huge breasts at her weapon. She couldn’t bring herself to watch anymore as she brushed off her crystal ball.
Bam’s shadow suddenly disappeared. And of course, given Bam’s boastful nature she was flaunting and saying about how good she was and flexed her breasts like biceps.
Suddenly Bam flew and before she could react, she was nailed to the wall with giant stakes. Her hands and legs were nailed. Bam did not know what happened but she was in excruciating pain. She was pinned with her hands outstretched, forming the letter “Y”.
Bella rose from the ground as Bam watched in horror.
Bam: My Queen?
Bella: Shut up. I really despise the way you fight. It’s utterly disgusting and ungraceful. I can’t stand it and your boastful nature. Garbage like you irritates me the most.
Bam tried to argue but another huge stake came flying to her mouth, pinning her entire head to the wall. Bella raised her hands and the stakes pinned her breasts to the wall. A pretty gruesome sight to see. Bella summoned the little demons to feed on Bam as she was not even bothered to taste her blood.
Now 4 dead. 6 alive. 5 uncertain.
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