Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world
Chapter 208: The Empyrean [2]

Chapter 208: The Empyrean [2]

"This is your only warning," Naevora said between clenched teeth.

"Touch him again... and I’ll bury you so deep the world forgets your name."

Swoosh-!

She didn’t wait for a response.

Naevora dove like a meteor as her spear arced toward Lingsha’s chest.

Lingsha snarled and sidestepped... but not fast enough.

SHINK-!!

The spear’s edge sliced across her ribs, tearing through the flesh, sending a spray of blood into the air.

The impact cratered the ground, sending a shockwave outward and flattening nearby rubble.

Naevora used the spear’s shaft to spin and struck Lingsha with the blunt end.

BOOM!... sending her tumbling backward, skidding across broken stone.

But Lingsha didn’t fall.

She flipped upright mid-skid, wiped blood from her chin, and charged forward, her ether condensing violently around her arms.

Naevora lunged.

Thoom! Thoom!

They clashed in a furious flurry of attacks as Naevora’s spear met her fist.

Blade-edge ether clashed with reinforced skin.

Stone cracked and buildings crumbled as each exchange grew faster.

Naevora twirled her spear, striking from above, then spinning low to aim at Lingsha’s knees.

She landed a hit as the spear’s edge tore into Lingsha’s thigh.

Lingsha’s foot slid, but she instantly countered.

She ducked under Naevora’s second strike and delivered a vicious elbow to the ribs, that bent Naevora’s body mid-air.

Naevora grunted and brought the shaft of her spear crashing down onto Lingsha’s shoulder- SLAM!

The ground shook and Lingsha stumbled for a moment.

Naevora surged forward and landed a roundhouse kick, sending the Empyrean through the remnants of a broken wall.

Stone shattered around her body as she was momentarily buried in the rubble.

Brandon, watching from inside his spherical prison, saw his master fighting the Empyrean.

For a moment... it looked like Naevora would win.

She raised her spear high once more.

Then... the rubble exploded.

Lingsha rushed forward and ducked under the spear as it came down and her fist smashed into Naevora’s gut.

CRACK-!!

Spit flew from Naevora’s mouth as the air was driven from her lungs and her wings flickered from the impact, her feet leaving the ground.

Lingsha grabbed her by the face.

"I’ve had enough."

And then she slammed Naevora down hard.

BOOOOM-!!

The entire rooftop collapsed from the force.

Naevora’s body cratered into the floor below, rubble raining down.

Before she could recover, Lingsha appeared behind her, yanked her by the wing, and tore one of the golden appendages with a twist.

"AAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

Naevora’s scream of pain echoed across the dungeon as her severed ether wing burst into fragments of light.

Blood sprayed from her mouth and her spear clattered to the side.

Naevora tried to lift her arm.

Lingsha grabbed it and snapped it backward at the elbow, before throwing her down.

"GRAAAAAHHHHHH-!!"

Naevora lay half-buried beneath collapsed stone and scorched rubble.

Her ether wing is now nothing more than fading embers dissolving into the air.

Blood streamed from her mouth and down her chin, soaking the dirt beneath her head.

Her right arm hung uselessly at her side, bent at a grotesque angle and deep bruises marred her skin.

Her spear lay meters away and it is too far to reach.

Lingsha crouched beside her, and grabbed Naevora by the throat with one hand, and her broken arm with the other.

"You’re strong. But strength alone means nothing if you don’t know when to quit."

RIPPPPP-!!

"AAARRGGHHHHH!"

Naevora’s scream tore through the ruins as Lingsha ripped her broken arm clean from the socket, muscle, bone, and tendons tearing with a horrible wet crunch.

Blood gushed in torrents, soaking Naevora’s already ruined clothes as her body convulsed in pain.

Lingsha stood, holding the severed arm like a trophy... then casually threw it aside, letting it bounce off a rock with a sickening thud.

"Try blocking now," she muttered, turning to walk back toward Brandon’s containment.

But-

"Ghh... gk... H-Hey."

Lingsha paused and turned back to look at Naevora who was still moving.

Her remaining arm dug into the ground, pulling her limp body forward, leaving a trail of blood.

Her legs trembled, and she forced them underneath her.

One knee buckled and her eyes were blurred with pain. But still...

Naevora stood.

One wing is gone. One arm is missing. Her body is ruined.

But she stood.

"You will... never... touch him again..." she whispered through clenched teeth.

Lingsha turned slowly.

Naevora stumbled forward... one step. Two.

Then she lunged, wrapping her remaining arm around Lingsha’s torso, trying to hold her back.

"Even if I die... you won’t reach him."

Lingsha blinked and then let out a short breath.

"...Fine."

She grabbed Naevora by the waist, hoisted her up and slammed her back-first into a jagged slab of broken wall- BOOM!

"Guaagh!" Naevora coughed violently, spitting blood down her chest and her spine arched in pain.

Then came the first punch.

CRACK-!!

A straight jab into her ribs and her three rib bones shattered.

Naevora tried to raise her leg to knee Lingsha but the second punch came from below, directly into her gut.

BOOM-!

Her back cracked against the stone and she let out a broken gasp as bile and blood erupted from her mouth.

"STOP-!" Brandon’s voice cracked through the air, muffled by the sphere.

He banged his bleeding hand against the metal as he watched Naevora getting beaten brutally for his sake.

He don’t know what happened to Yverine, if she is alive or not and now he is watching Naevora getting killed right in front of his eyes.

Lingsha ignored him.

She grabbed Naevora by the hair and slammed her forehead into her knee.

THWACK-!!

Blood exploded from the bridge of her nose and her body went slack for a moment.

Then Lingsha leaned forward, bringing her lips near Naevora’s ear.

"Still breathing?" she whispered coldly. "Let’s fix that."

She threw Naevora into the air and met her mid-air with a spinning roundhouse.

CRACKKK-!!

The kick snapped Naevora’s spine in mid-air.

Her body flipped and bounced across the ground, rolling to a stop with her face buried in dust and her chest rising only faintly.

Lingsha exhaled, flexed her neck, and finally turned back toward Brandon.

No more interruptions.