Raven checked his current status before leaving the apartnt; the last ti he would ever co to this place after signing the docunts for the Slum redevelopnt plan, this building would be torn down in the next few days.
[Na: Raven (Alistair Granbell)
Title: "Chira of Black Storm", "Monster of Endless Hunger", "The Dryad (S)Layer", "Dryad's Bane", "Knight of Gloom"
Race: Manticore (High Orc)
Age: 28 (21 Visually)
Blood: Type O-Z1
Level: 62 (1%)
Class: Dread Knight 12th Seat.
Cultivation Technique: The Twelve Gates Of Bliss (Raven Only)
Cultivation Realm: 7th Gate (Gate of Joy)
Cultivation Stage: 1st Stage
Money: 39,483 Credits (11,840 Lilith's Pocket Money, 22,245 Harem Pocket Money)
Strength: 48
Agility: 45
Stamina: 59
Vitality: 102
Intellect: 49
Wisdom: 55
[Skills]
Manticore's Heart (Passive) [Max]
A massive increase in Vitality, Blood and Stamina regeneration at all tis, creating the perfect mate for a female Manticore.
Shadow Strike [Max]
Dash towards an enemy and brutalise them with a dark cleaving flurry of up to 12 strikes, causing heavy shadow damage, ignoring defence.
It can be used three tis per cast!
2-second cooldown
Dread Aura [Level 4]
Cause fear to all enemies around you, slowing their actions for 4 seconds.
The caster takes reduced damage for 10 seconds after the fear ends; once this effect ends, all damage taken is doubled for 5 seconds.
10-second cooldown
No cost
Dread Mantle [Level 5] [The Raven's Lant]
You are the Lord of Dread—this mantle is your own, and nobody can take this from you!
Grant's the user a protective cloak of gloom that can cover the entire body, recovering stamina slowly while gradually increasing attack damage and defence every minute it is activated.
It can also be used to attack the enemy when all is lost, trust in yourself!
No Cooldown
Dread Claws [Max]
Control your mantle to form large shadowy claws that protect your arms and tear apart your foes!
[Creature of Dread]
You are born from the darkness that all living things fear—thus, why should you fear death?
Once a day, you can survive a fatal blow that would kill you.
Instead, you will beco overwheld by Dread, and gloom will flood your body, increasing damage, defence and speed greatly for 30 seconds.
In the Gloom State, you cannot die and resist all negative debuffs.
Afterwards, you will take more damage, and the effect will be on cooldown for 24 hours.
***
He was originally going to be the one to sort everything out, but he was surprised when all his won ca and helped box and sort everything from Armina to Miriam. They all helped.
Thus today, he could fight without worries.
'Let's contact her.'
Holding his phone, he typed a ssage to the number labelled "Crazy Dragon Bitch" and waited less than 2 seconds for her reply.
"Orc Treasure! I had been waiting." The voice sounded impatient, and from what he heard, she had not turned up for work for the entire week; he could hear a strange panting but decided to ignore it.
"Where will we fight?"
"Guild."
"When?"
"Now!"
"Okay, I will head there; no funny business or I'll run away."
"No, please! Orc treasure... my fingers cannot work... you must!"
Suddenly it felt strange; her original desire to get back seed mixed with a weird thing... 'Has her attention been moved to what I did to her because it was so intense? I an, seeing a dragon squirt was quite the amusing thing...'
"Okay, behave like a good girl, don't fire beams and et at the guild in 1 hour."
"Mmm... no beams, good girl... okay. Orc will co?"
"I promise."
"Alone... don't bring other won... Just Orc and Zeon..."
"I promise."
"Good... See you."
*Clack!*
When the phone call ended, Raven felt sothing strange, like in the week since he t her, there was a change in her ntal state, or sohow she was a bit different, which worried him. 'She still sounds crazy, but a little alluring...'
'The last ti I was fucked up pretty bad, and I do not wish to see those eyes again...'
Putting his fears aside, Raven took a slow walk to the guild instead of an Ober or the bus. He was clearing his mind of all obstacles and planned to win this fight and make her behave.
Once arriving at the front entrance, Raven was greeted by the smiling receptionist; today, it wasn't Emily because she was unconscious at his house. But this girl was nice and guided him to the usual elevator that led to the underground arena.
'Zeon is strong...'
When Raven exited the elevator, he saw Zeon waving his hands and rushing over with a warm smile.
"So you are finally here! Co, Zeon has been waiting for you for ages!"
Zeon laughed and pointed to a large black door with a sign above it that read "Grand Arena," they walked inside, and to his surprise, the entire room was made entirely of dark stone with a massive arena that seed 20 tres deep and 80 tres wide.
"Wow, I have never seen such a large arena before?"
"Haha, only high-level fights are conducted here; this is the best yet! Zeon was looking forward to it."
The dragon woman seed strange, her eyes alternating from a dull, eerie look to exhilarated and full of energy, but Raven could sll a faint female fragrance and felt a slight tingle in his loins. 'She has a sexy scent that attracts males and is dangerous. Did my fingering awaken her as a woman!?'
"Raven, Zeon asks, can you beat her? She has been like this all week, and Zeon worries that sothing will happen..." A tired-looking Nene sat beside Claudina and a strange but beautiful elf with long blue hair. All of them had huge amounts of snacks around them.
'Strange...'
"Yes, I will try."
"Ha! Don't you dare run away again... you promised!" Zeon returned with a more alluring outfit.
The dragon woman had appeared from the shadows; her large voluptuous breasts bounced as her firm nipples rubbed against the tight, leathery fabric; she walked like a ferocious beast and stared at Raven's lower half, licking her lips.
"You're staring..." Raven's pants had already ford a large bump; Zeon was like a succubus with a sweet aroma that excited his entire body.
"Today, Zeon will give you a prize after you lose..."
"I will not lose, but if I do, then you are not allowed to harm my wives; and when I win, I'll give you a prize. The thing you want but with sothing bigger." His mouth spouted sothing erotic before he even realised it.
"Ahem, stop flirting!" Nene shouted, holding a small black microphone as she began to speak.
"The rules are simple, fight until one of you gives up, surrenders or cannot continue, death is unforgivable, and ANY form of battle is fine."
"Do not worry about damage; all three of us have wrapped the arena with a barrier enough for a fully matured Bahamut, let alone a young girl."
Nene finished speaking and quickly fled from the arena; Claudina and the new elf followed before seeming to take their snacks into an elevated VIP box to watch in a cosy room, leaving only Zeon and Raven in the massive room.
"Then I'll start!"
The mont she spoke, Zeon's body flickered; a massive shadow ford behind her as her entire body glowed in a bright red light; her claws were pitch black, and she shot towards Raven, who stood at the opposite side.
'Is she serious...'
'Shit!'
Raven could tell her strength had increased a lot; as her beautiful eyes approached, he wrapped himself in his gloomy mantle and t her blows head-on, using his shadow strike.
Bang!
As the two powerful forces clashed, Zeon's large breasts bounced like water bombs, smashing onto Raven's hard chest; the impact was trendous, and a terrifying amount of force caused him to slide across the arena's floor.
Raven was astonished; he could not see her attacks and found himself being pushed back, and even though his mantle increased his defence and power, it wasn't enough to completely nullify the damage.
"Stop running, and Zeon will give you a present..."
⟪dio Flare⟫
A rapid beam of flas shot from her mouth; the power was low, but his dragon scale armour would be tested on its dragon fla absorption ability, as his entire body was hit and he fell to the ground.
"Arghhhhh!"
Raven rolled to his feet, escaping from the flas, and he felt that his armour had not been damaged.
"You can resist Zeon's fire! Interesting."
Zeon landed gracefully as her body continued to glow, and her claws seed to shine with a strange grey aura; the dragon woman's strength had not been exaggerated; this ti, she used her feet to tap off the ground and flung towards him with a powerful kick.
Raven jumped up and aid to grab her neck, using his dread claws to hold on, but Zeon was quick, and her large breasts pressed into his face; her arms locked him in an embrace, and her leg locked around his waist.
"Now, Zeon will give you her prize... Mmm"
"W-wait!"
Zeon's hands wrapped around Raven's back as she began to burn, with an extrely high temperature, her eyes filled with a crazed and passionate look.
"Haha... This is going to be fun."
"You cheeky girl! Stop this!"
Raven could not escape her grasp; he felt a sharp pain as the flas burnt his cheek before she exploded her flas, causing the arena to flash with a silver light.
BANG!
Zeon's body matured; a majestic pair of white wings grew from her back as her clothes and armour fell to pieces. Raven's entire body was filled with steam as his armour glowed red, sohow feeling like he was cooked inside the armour, as he took out his axe, the huge Mor'vaal causing his feet to sink into the stone floor.
"The Orc has a delicious scent, and Zeon is very happy."
It seed the fight would soon begin for real.
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