World Runner: A Merc's Trial in a Spiritual Dystopia Ch.21 (Patreon)

— Sasha Yakovleva —

“I’ve got another one.” A gruff looking man said as he walked in. He was tall and very large, rippling with muscles. Along his arms ran dark green scales that seemed to vibrate in the little light this room had. Within his hand was an unconscious man. 

“Fantasic.” Another man, this one chubby with greasy hair grinned as he walked up to inspect their newest member. “To think we would get two in one day.” 

Sasha frowned at the pair. She didn’t like them and didn’t know if she ever would—but this was her life now, and all she could do was accept that fact. 

“You said there was only one, Sasha.” The chubby man and third-in-cCommand of the gang, Jules, or better known as Jukebox, said with a cheeky grin. 

Sasha’s face scrunched in disgust and annoyance from his sudden friendliness with her. 

He was the reason she was forced into this situation, yet he wanted to act all buddy buddy?!

“I only sensed one, so I only reported one.” She responded quickly while crossing her arms under her bust. She didn’t want to talk to this guy any longer than she had to. 

“But that doesn’t change the fact that two were present.” He stepped forward, his grin growing. She stepped back, wanting to stay away from the chubby man that was larger than her. “So tell me, why did you lie to us?” 

Her back hit the wall and Jukebox slammed his large hands against the wall, trapping her. 

“I-I didn’t!” She repeated as she looked into his eyes. A perverted glint twinkled in his dull brown orbs as he looked down at her body, unhidden to his eyes thanks to the skintight suit she was wearing. 

His face grew closer, stopping just at her ear as he whispered something that sent shivers down her spine.

“...Liar.”

BANG

A loud bang from downstairs resounded through the warehouse they had taken up residence, forcing Jukebox to pull away. 

“Where the fuck are ya, Jules?!” 

“Here Boss!” Jukebox shouted in fear, practically running out of the room and down the stairs. 

Sasha let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding as she slid down the wall, landing on her butt. That was…way too close.

“You’re weak.” Her eyes immediately snapped up to the large man who was still present in the room. His eyes were locked on her but slowly trailed over to the unconscious man. “Filth like you and he don’t belong in this world.” 

“I…I already know that, Komodo.” She breathed out as the fear. Komodo was the name of the very large man with reptile-like scales that riddled his body. He was a former member of the Animals before joining their current gang and is the second-in-command. 

“Yet you continue to stay weak?” He asked with a snarl, crouching down to her level and getting in her face. She flinched, not wanting to face his wrath head on. 

Seconds past and nothing happened. She opened her eyes and looked to see he was already walking out of the room. 

“The weak die, remember that and grow strong. Your usefulness will only get you so far.” With those words, he was gone, leaving only her and the unconscious recruit in the room. 

She let out another breath as tears began to roll down her eyes. She acknowledged that his words were correct, she was weak, and she didn’t like that—but how was she supposed to grow strong?

She clutched her legs and pulled them against her chest. Her life sucked, and she wondered if she’d die with her entire existence having meant nothing. 

A flash appeared in her mind, pausing the tears momentarily. 

The smile of her mother. Her mother’s memory was one of the things that kept her going, kept her pushing, that and her sister, Stella. They were all she had, and now all she has is her sister. 

Sasha wiped her tears away and looked up at the dark, dirty ceiling. 

Sure, her life sucked, but she was alive, and that’s what mattered most. She could make a better life for herself, even in the horrible situation she found herself in. All it took was willpower and turning a blind eye to the suffering of others—essentially, a requirement that everyone needed to live in Night City. 

She’d survive, and she’d do whatever she had to. She’d be strong-

— Dorio —

“Annh~” She moaned, gripping her output’s head as she let out heavy breaths of pleasure. His tongue licked and sucked at her clit while he pumped his long beefy fingers inside of her. It wasn’t fair when he did this, but it felt so good~

She was reduced to nothing more than a mewling slut, her cunt clamping and cumming around his fingers as he slurped up her juices with delight. 

“Wow, you’re wet today.” He grinned as his face popped out from between her legs. She looked away, not wanting him to see her flushed womanly face, but as he slid between her legs and loomed over her, she realized that it didn’t matter what she wanted. 

He tilted her chin, forcing her to look at him. A prideful smirk tugged at his lips as he drank in her desperate, needy gaze. 

She wanted him inside of her, to fuck her hard, to make love to her. 

“It’s always funny how much you can change in a matter of minutes.” Maliketh chuckled, leaning down and biting at her left nipple. 

“Mmm~” She moaned, unable to remain quiet from his rough treatment. He began to lick and suck at her nipple while his hand roughly kneaded the other one, amplifying her pressure. His cock rubbed against her slit, adding fuel to the raging fire that was her lust. 

Her nipple left his mouth with a pop as he glanced down at her. He gripped her chin again, looking all too cheeky, and pressed his thumb against her succulent lips. She didn’t even offer any resistance, immediately opening her mouth and allowing his thumb to slide right in. He didn’t need to order her as she quickly began sucking and licking on his thumb. 

She was his bitch, and they both knew it. He had long since taken any chance of her trying to turn that around. 

“You can go from a raging bitch to an obedient fuck toy, and all it takes is a bit of groping.” A soft, pleased chuckle left his lips as he rubbed his length against her slit. Dorio knew he was teasing her, but she knew making any demands from him would cause him to slow down and tease her for longer. 

“Turn around.” He ordered, his tone leaving no room for objection and she quickly obeyed like the needy slut she was. She moved onto all fours, sticking her ass out for him and pressing the lower half of her face in the pillow in preparation for what was to come. 

SMACK

“Mmm.” Dorio winced slightly at the powerful hit that was delivered to her ass. She felt two large hands grip both of her ass cheeks and spread them. A moment later, she felt the head of her man’s cock press against her slit and she knew he was ready to take her. 

She waited, her pussy dripping with lustful anticipation for the delicious fucking that was about to ensue—but instead, she felt his cockhead press against her rosebud, making her eyes widen slightly.

“Mal-” She tried to say, but he inserted the tip, making her wince. This wasn’t the first time he stuck it in her ass, but it was the first time he did so without any lube, and she hadn’t even sucked his cock yet, so he was really going in dry. 

“Was that too much?” He asked, amusement lacing his tone. She heard him spit down on his cock as he pulled out and jerked himself off to the sight of her ass. 

She didn’t want to answer him because that would be admitting to just how much of a degenerate she was. She was so horny right now that she didn’t even care if he fucked her ass dry, she knew she’d still end up having the time of her life, and judging by his smug tone, he knew it too. 

He pressed the head of his cock against her asshole again, this time it slid in a bit more easily and didn’t cause as much pain as before. 

She felt him lean over her shoulder, his head inches from her ear. 

“Moan for me~” 

He gripped her hips tightly and slammed his hips against her ass hard.

“Mmmmm~!” She moaned in surprise, pleasure, and pain as he bottomed out in her ass. 

“Lord above, you are tight.” He dug his fingers into her juicy hips as he pulled out and began to fuck her ass to his heart’s content. 

“Anngh~!” 

She buried her entire face in the pillow, trying her best to suppress her moans from the rough treatment he was giving her. 

“You love when I fuck your ass, don’t you~?” 

She kept her face buried in the pillow, not wanting to answer such an embarrassing question. He knew she enjoyed it from the sheer amount of moaning, so why the fuck did have to as-

SMACK

“Mmmm~!” She moaned into the pillow as he slapped her ass again. Her pussy juices squirted out from the sudden pain and pleasure. 

“Answer me.” He ordered, removing his hands from her hips and reaching down to her arms, pulling them back as he fucked her even harder.

“Aaannngh~!” “Yesss~!” 

He gripped her wrists tightly as he drilled deeper and deeper into her asshole, cementing the shape of his cock in her forbidden hole forever. 

A deep chuckle escaped him as he reached up, grabbed her biceps as he continued to drill into her so her body was closer to his. He leaned his head down over her shoulder and whispered words into her ear that only further pushed her over the edge. 

“You’re mine, you don’t have permission to die until I’m done with you.” 

Her pussy walls tightened again, gripping down in attempt to milk the cock that was fucking her, only to fail as he fucked her ass raw. 

He slammed his hips into her ass one last time, cumming without any warning. Rope after rope of his hot seed filled her ass, bringing a sense of warmth to her body as he held her at the waist, hugging her against him. 

As the last spurt shot from his cock, he let go of her, letting her body fall limply on the bed. 

She could feel his cock slap down on her ass cheeks as she drank in the euphoric post orgasm bliss. 

He was an absolute beast in bed when he wanted to be, and even when he didn’t care much for sex, he still left her completely satisfied. 

“You were talking all big just half an hour ago, saying you’d ride me until my balls were empty, yet look at you now.” He chuckled again as she took long breaths of exertion. “Lying down, gasping for air with your freshly fucked ass leaking my cum.” 

She glanced down and his hands were placed just behind her elbows as he held himself up in a push-up position behind her. 

He lowered himself and tilted his head so they were face to face, his cock resting between her ass cheeks. 

“We’re not done.” Three simple words left his lips as he lined himself up with her dripping cunt. 

“Aaaannngh~!” She moaned long and loud as he rammed his full length into her, hitting the back wall of her pussy. Her walls clamped around his cock, glad to finally have something to milk as he continued to pull in and out, fucking her sopping pussy for all she was worth. 

“Annh~!” “Annh~!” “Annh~!” 

He gripped her cheeks with his large hand, smushing her face together as he leaned down and sloppily kissed her, immediately passing his tongue into her sloppy mouth and pillaging it to his heart’s content. She couldn’t even muster up a fight, not with her cunt cumming and spasming every few seconds from the massive invading cock that demanded pleasure. 

With one powerful move, he reached his arm under her belly and scooped her onto her back, immediately grabbing both of her arms and sheathing himself back into her tight walls. Involuntary tears left her eyes, and drool fell out of her mouth as she could focus on nothing but the cock that was ravaging her insides. 

Every time this happened, she ended up as nothing more than an unintelligible mess, a cocksleeve for him to use and spill his seed inside of. 

He pushed her legs up so that her knees were beside her shoulder as he rammed his length into her in a rough mating press. Again he pillaged her mouth, slurping and sucking on her tongue as her eyes looked up at him hazily. 

“Damn, this cunt is too great, I’m cumming.” He said as he pulled back a bit, but keeping his face centimeters from hers. He sheathed himself in her one more time, as his virile seed shot out into her deepest parts, just as her womb wanted, just as she wanted.

In that moment of haziness, she saw herself sitting on a bed, holding a child with Maliketh beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist. 

It was…a pleasant thought. 

— Later —

After several more rounds, she had lost consciousness, and by the time her eyes fluttered opened the daylight was already creeping its way through the window. She didn’t know how long he had used her unmoving body for an outlet of pleasure, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to walk for a while. 

She picked her head up from the chest of the man she had grown to love and looked at his sleeping face for a few minutes. 

Maliketh was…something. Explaining what he was wasn’t a simple task. To anyone who meets him under normal circumstances, he’s nonchalant, chill, even friendly depending on his mood. Yet she knew he could go from that to an absolute beast in a second. A killing machine with something to prove and a near infinite number of targets to use as proof. 

Beyond that, he could be severe, focused, yet still compassionate to people’s pleas. 

She didn’t know the exact moment she had fallen in love with him, but after thinking about it for a while, she realized that it didn’t matter when only that she did. 

Because if she hadn’t…if she decided to let him walk away with that cache that day without following him, she would have made the biggest mistake of her life. 

Dorio leaned down and placed a long, soft kiss on Maliketh’s lips. Never in a million years did she think she’d be doing something this gentle and girlish, yet here she was, in the arms of her output, staring at him with love rather than lust. 

The Animals would puke if they saw her now, but honestly, she couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the Animals. 

Her eyes trailed down to where the covers warmed the lower halves of their bodies. She pulled it down to reveal Mali’s soft length; a pleasant smile tugged at her lips as she wiggled her way out of his arms, trying not to wake him just yet and crawling between his legs. 

Dorio gently grabbed his length and gave soft kisses, starting from the base and moving up toward the head. Once she reached the head, she opened her mouth and took the tip of his softened cock into her warm, wet mouth. She watched his face as she took his length deeper, wanting to wake him up as pleasurably as she could. 

She began to suck and lick at the length of her mouth, and that’s when she saw his eyes begin to open. For a moment, she was entranced, the same way she was every time she saw those sky-blue eyes of his, and as his eyes gained some clarity, he looked down at her, snapping her back to reality. 

A grin tugged on his lips after a moment of looking at her, making her roll her eyes as she forced herself to take the entirety of his length down her throat; meanwhile, she played with his balls, hoping to maximize his pleasure to the best of her ability. 

His hand rested on her head as he gripped her short blonde hair. More needless involuntary tears left as she nearly choked on the large member, forcing her to pull her mouth up the length so she could get a good breath. 

“You’ve gotten better at this.” He rubbed her head, and the loving look in his eyes brought a small smile to her face, though she tried to hide it. 

“You’ve spent months fucking my throat, what did you think was gonna happen?” She asked, projecting a bit of heat even though, in her heart, she was proud of the praise. 

“Dunno.” He shrugged, sitting up as he placed his hand on her cheek, stopping her from continuing. He gently stroked her cheek for a moment as he looked into her eyes, and she got lost in his. “We got a big job today. Will you be fine? I may have overdone it last night.” 

“May have?” She narrowed her eyes, hoping her amusement was hidden from her features. 

“...I went too hard.” He corrected after a quick moment of thought.

“Glad you can acknowledge that.” She shook her head, a larger smile tugging at her lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged her body against him. “I should be fine.” 

“Good.” He grinned, quickly flipping her onto her back, their faces inches apart. “Because you started this, and I plan on finishing it.” 

She couldn’t even make out a word before his length was pressed against the back wall of her pussy again, a loud moan escaping her as he began using her for pleasure.

Her arms wrapped tighter around his neck, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping him close to her. Her pussy quickly began to grow sopping wet at his thrusts, and he continued digging deeper with powerful thrusts. 

This hadn’t been her intention, but as he began speeding up, using her tight dripping cunt for his pleasure, she couldn’t bring herself to care. 

— Rebecca —

“Where the fuck are they?!” She shouted, glaring at the man leaning against the large jeep. 

“Ehehe, probably busy with something important, most likely fucking though.” The bun-headed man, Jackie, shrugged, looking way too amused by his late members. 

Those two were fucking when they were about to go on a dangerous job?! Have they lost their fucking minds?!

Honestly, should she even be surprised? With the amount of BD junkies outside of her place that have their dicks milked to cope with their existence, seeing two gonks a bit too into each other isn’t much of a big deal. 

The only problem she has is that they picked the day and time they’d be taking this job on, and now they're late!

“Yo.” A gruff voice said, and their eyes shot to their two tall co-workers approaching.

“Don’t “yo” us, where the hell were you?!” Rebecca pointed at the pair as they stopped in front of the group. 

“None of your-” / “Fucking.” The blonde woman, Dorio, started before being cut off by Beard-Man. Dorio glared at him, but he shrugged in response. 

“Ahaha, I called it!” Jackie threw his head back in laughter. 

“Damn right!” Pilar joined him in laughter, only adding to Rebecca’s annoyance. 

“Is everyone ready?” Beard-Man asked.

“We’ve been ready since the agreed-upon time!” Rebecca crossed her arms, still glaring at the large man. 

“Actually, I’ve been ready since the agreed-upon time.” Jackie corrected. “These two showed up twenty minutes late.” 

Rebecca side-eyed him, and Jackie chuckled, zipping his lips. 

“So everyone’s ready?” Beard-Man repeated. Was he ignoring her? 

“Ready whenever Boss-man.” Jackie pushed himself off of the jeep. 

“I’ve got the ‘splosives; we’re locked.” Pilar cackled. “Shotgun!” 

“Whatever, let’s do this.” Rebecca turned toward the jeep and opened the back door, wanting nothing more than to lay back in her bed. This job was gonna pay a fuckton, and then she’d be able to buy all the snacks she wanted! 

“Sounds good.” Beard-Man nodded, following behind her with Dorio beside him. They took their seats with Pilar taking the passenger seat beside Jackie. Bun-Head started the engine and they began their drive toward the gang’s location. 

Rebecca crossed her arms as she side-eyed the large bearded man. Beard-Man threw his arm around Dorio, making her grunt and close her eyes, but her pale complexion did nothing to hide her growing blush. Rebecca rolled her eyes and looked out of the window. 

These two were gonna be all lovey dovey the entire ride, weren’t they?

— Maliketh ‘The Beard’ Aeneas —

We hopped out of the jeep and made our way to the back.

“This is how we’re gonna do this.” I addressed them all and they all paused to listen. “Jackie and I are gonna head in there and flatten out their numbers while you two and Dorio start planting bombs. Don’t detonate them immedaiately, they should only be used as insurance for finishing this job. Clearing out the gang is our number two priority. Am I clear?”

““Crystal.”” Dorio, Jackie, and Pilar said in unison and my eyes trailed over to the little gremlin, Rebecca who was eying me in confusion.

“I thought clearing out the gang was our number one priority…”

“Nah.” I shook my head. “The number one priority remains the same on any and every job, everyone surivives.” I explained quickly, making her pause for a second before her cheeks began to buff up.

“Haha!” She laughed out as we watched her. I for one was thoroughly confused by what was so funny. “You’re so cheesy!” 

“Call it what you will.” I shrugged, unbothered by such words. “No amount of eddies comes before the lives of my people.” 

“Then you’re an idiot.” She grinned at me, wagging her finger. “Eddies are what make this hell we call a city livable, without em, you’ll die anyway.” 

“And without people to trust, what’s the point of living?” I shot back immediately and watched the smile on her face slowly disappear. “Sure, eddies are very important and bring comfort to all those who have some, but people, real genuine friends, they bring comfort to the heart and soul. It’s cheesy as fuck and I’m unapologetic about it.” 

She frowned at me before turning away. “You’re right, it is cheesy.” And with those words, she walked away. Pilar grinned at me and pat my shoulder as he grabbed the explosives and walked away. 

Dorio eyed me for a moment and I returned her gaze before offering my hand. She looked at it for only a second before taking it and I pulled her into my arms. 

“Have fun, alright?” I smirked down at her. 

“Dunno how much fun I can have when you’re sticking me with the gremlin and long arms.” Dorio snorted, earning a chuckle from me. 

Suddenly, she grabbed my face and rammed her lips against mine as her body melted in my arms. After ten seconds, she pulled away and looked at me with gentle desperation. 

“Don’t die, I mean it.” The way she said it sounded like an order, but when I looked into her eyes, it was almost like she was pleading me. 

“I won’t.” I promised, giving her another chaste kiss before pulling my arms away from her. She stared at me for a moment before her eyes trailed over to Jackie. 

“You either, Jack.” 

“You hurt my soul.” Jackie gripped his heart earning him a middle finger from Dorio. She began jogging away, catching up to Rebecca and Pilar in half a minute and as she did, she looked back at us. I gave her a wave and she turned back to execute her half of the job. 

“You gave them easy work.” Jackie nudged me with his elbow. 

“I did, now we can take a bigger cut.” I grinned at him and he returned mine with one of his own. 

“Then let’s get to winning! Drinks are on me tonight, mi amigo!” 

Jackie and I started our walk down the street toward the warehouse where the gang had taken residence. Truthfully, the reason I split us up had nothing to do with pay. Jackie was my best friend in the world, and I knew for a fact he was strong, strong enough to fight by my side and hold his own. I knew Dorio could do the same but-

I didn’t want her to risk her life fighting here. Haki gave a larger boost in defense then Nen did, and if a problem arose, I knew Jackie could defend himself, meanwhile, Dorio was more about attacking then defending. I didn’t want to risk losing her. So I sent her with Rebecca and Pilar in hopes that she could defend them from whatever guys they face. 

They should have a considerably easier time than Jackie and I, and that’s exactly what I wanted.

— Sasha Yakovleva —

She walked through the middle of the warehouse, eyeing the people being ordered around by a teenage boy, Josiah Ortega, one of the stronger people in the gang and someone who joined a little after she did. 

“Sasha.” She froze at the grimy voice of Jukebox and slowly turned to him. “I need you to come with me.” 

She considered saying no and turning away from him, but she didn’t know what kind of consequences she’d face if she did that. She was important to the gang because of her special Nen Ability which was dubbed by the gang leader as ‘Search.’ With it she can search for any Nen either in her immediate area, or in a distant area. 

Depending on how far she was from a target determined how much she could sense from them. If they were across the city, she could barely determine if they had or Nen or not, even if they’re actively using it, but if they’re right close to her, she could detect someone that’s using Zetsu, effectively hiding away their presence. 

The boss, a powerful…monster by the name of Asura, had used her ability to recruit other people with Nen, allowing them to build a superpowered gang unlike any other, as long as things persisted as they were. 

Which is why Sasha considered just telling Jukebox to fuck off. Could he do anything to her without risking the Boss’ wrath? She doubted he could, but she knew the type of degenerate Jukebox was, the crafty kind, he’d make her pay later in a way that didn’t physically hurt her. 

“A-Alright.” She relented, looking away as the man’s smirk grew to shit-eating proportions. 

“Good, come.” He turned and walked away and Sasha hesitantly followed him. They arrived at a room on the second floor and before Jukebox could open the door, someone opened it on the other side.

Sasha’s face went white as she saw who it was and the same could be said for Jukebox. 

“A-Asura!” He quickly lowered his posture to a more submissive one. 

“...” Asura eyed the two for a moment of silence. “Jules, Sasha.” He nodded, stepping past the two. His six arms flexed with power as he walked by and out of the room followed Komodo who eyed the two for a second before catching up to Asura. 

“...In.” Jukebox ordered, turning around and glaring at her. She could see he was growing mad and didn’t want to invoke that wrath any further. She began walking in but he grew impatient and pushed her in, making her body hit the cold ground. 

“Ugh.” She groaned in pain, rolling onto her back. Her heart dropped as she felt a weight drop ontop of her. Tight grips pinned both of her wrists to the ground as the overweight man straddled her down. 

“Wha-” She tried to speak before he tightened his grip harder, hurting her even more.

“Say a single word and I’ll snap your wrists.” He grit his teeth as he looked down at her. His eyes roaming over her breasts. “I’ve been waiting to do this since I first laid eyes on that fine ass of yours.” 

Sasha turned her head away as tears rolled down her face. How the hell did this happen? What did she do to deserve this?

“Those pretty eyes of yours look absolutely delicious.” He stared down at her, hot breaths of lust leaving his mouth as he leaned down and licked at her closed eyes. “Just relax, trust me, you’ll have the time of your life.” 

“No!” She shouted, struggling to push him off of her. His grip around her wrists tightened again, hurting her even more.

“What the fuck did I-”

BANG

The door to the room was burst open and Jukebox scrambled off of her. Sasha’s eyes caught the face of Komodo as he walked in.

“K-Komodo, what are you-”

SMACK

Komodo backhanded Jukebox, sending him flying into the wall. 

“Komo-” 

“Shut up.” Sasha tried to speak up but Komodo shut her up quick as he glared at the bastard who had tried to rape her. “Millions of women in Night City and you set your eyes onfor the most useful piece in our gang. I should kill you right now, I doubt Asura would give a fuck.”

“P-Please-”

SMACK

Komodo kicked Jukebox’s head before planting his foot on it. “The gang has rules, follow them or I’ll personally deliver your punishment.”

“I-I u-u-understand.” Jukebox coughed out, spitting up blood as Komodo’s foot forced his face into the ground. 

Komodo’s face crinkled in disgust as he reached down and grabbed the overweight man’s collar, dragging him toward the door. Before he left, he stopped and looked back at Sasha who still had tears in her eyes.

“Weak die, strong live. Clock’s ticking.” With those words, he left her alone. 

She let out a choked breath of relief mixed with fear of what could have happened and overwhelming sadness. 

Deeper in her heart she felt something strong, something powerful that she couldn’t keep down. 

Anger.

She wanted that fuck dead for what he tried to do to her. For what he would have done. 

Sasha threw her back onto the ground as she looked up at the ceiling. 

She raised her hand to the air and looked at it. 

“Weak die, strong live.” She said softly before clenching her fist. Komodo was right, she was on a timetable to grow stronger. Who knows she’d need to protect herself or risk losing her life. 

“I vow to live.” She stared up at the ceiling with determined eyes. She’d grow as strong as she needed to so she could secure a better future for herself and her sister, so she could give her mother a reason to smile down on her-

BOOOM

Sasha gasped and pushed herself to her feet, running out of the room and slamming her hands on the railing. She looked at the main entrance to the warehouse and saw that it was left burning after an explosion took place. Smoke filled the area, but as she looked closer, she saw two figures emerge from the smoke. Figures she knew weren’t part of the gang. 

She took a deep breath as the cold realization of what was happening set into her mind. Who knew Komodo’s words would be realized so soon? The clock was ticking, and it had struck midnight. 

“We’re under attack!”

— Chapter End —

Beta Reader: @Forzarismo

Author’s Note: Spider on Thursday, and likely a Naruto chap on Saturday.