Reborn as an A-Rank Guide: Trapped By The Crazy Sentinels

"A touch? Seriously, big guy? In your condition, shouldn’t you be worrying about whether you’re going to survive first?"

Just to be safe, Bunny pressed the shock trigger several more times, ensuring the Sentinel was thoroughly unconscious. Only after confirming he had lost all capacity to move did she pick up the high-voltage stun baton and cautiously unlock the containment cell.

He was far heavier than she had anticipated.

Hauling the half-conscious Sentinel into her lap, Bunny carefully extended a strand of mental energy into his mind.

What she encountered was nothing short of hell.

An endless ocean of scorching flames churned beneath a blood-red sky. Jagged, ruined terrain stretched into infinity, while rivers of molten lava carved across the fractured earth. There was no day or night. No stars. Only despair—endlessly stretched, crushed, and reborn. Mountains of radioactive waste and toxic sludge were piled everywhere in toxic heaps.

Is this really a mental sea? It looks more like a cosmic landfill.

The instant her presence registered, his frenzied mental threads surged forward, coiling tightly around her wrists, calves, and ankles. The tighter they bound her, the more frantically they pulsed.

Bunny began attempting to soothe them while systematically clearing the sticky contamination that blanketed his psyche. She worked piece by piece, dissolving pollutants like pulling stubborn weeds or scraping away layers of calcified grime.

This method of gentle guidance was effective for an ordinary Sentinel. But Liam was long past ordinary—his mental sea was corrupted beyond stability, his collapse level teetering at nearly one hundred percent.

Her attempt to calm him backfired disastrously.

Instead of stabilizing, his mental domain erupted into a violent frenzy. His entire psyche surged on the brink of total annihilation.

"It’s too late, Miss Bunny! Get out now!" Sunny’s panicked voice shrieked directly through her neural comms. "He’s beyond saving! Once he fully loses control, he’ll tear you apart!"

Bunny’s heart slammed against her ribs.

She prepared to forcibly sever the mental link, but as she pulled back, she remembered the look in his eyes just moments ago. Helpless. Fragile. Desperate. Like a dying man reaching for the very last thread of life.

These men were the shield of humanity—warriors who fought monstrous beasts to guard what little remained of their home. They shouldn’t be discarded to rot in darkness simply because their minds were broken.

Bunny drew a sharp breath, her resolve hardening. "No. I’m taking the chance."

Her rank was far too low; according to Sunny, Liam was an apex SSS-rank Sentinel. If she couldn’t heal his mental sea from the outside, she had only one choice left.

She plunged her consciousness directly into his collapsing domain.

Desperate to survive, she ran through his shattering mind, dodging falling fragments of the crumbling landscape while pouring every drop of her mental energy directly into his neural pathways.

Pristine white mental threads entangled tightly with his ink-black strands—tracing, entwining, and binding together. She was attempting the ultimate gamble: saving Liam from the brink of death through a deep, irreversible mental bond.

The sea of flames roared, ruthlessly scorching her consciousness and burning through her energy reserves. The disparity between their ranks was immense. She felt her strength being relentlessly siphoned into his vast, hollow core—like pouring water into a bottomless abyss that demanded every drop she had to give.

Yet Bunny refused to sever the link.

There were only two ways to form a permanent bond with a Sentinel: physical intimacy, or entering the heart of their mental sea to construct a psychic contract. She was forcing the second path. If she failed now, the backlash of his manic energy would shatter her own mind.

She had no measure of how long she endured. Long enough for cold sweat to drench her skin. Long enough for her vision to fade to black.

Until finally, her energy spent to the last drop, she slipped into unconsciousness.

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Miraculously, she had succeeded.

Their bodies remained entwined on the cold floor, their shallow breaths mingling as their hearts hammered a synchronized rhythm.

In the quiet aftermath, the containment cell hung heavy with the dense, intoxicating aroma of Liam’s fir-scented Sentinel pheromones. The violent static in the room had settled into an intimate, heavy stillness, echoing the breathless exhaustion of a feverish embrace.

The harsh crease between Liam’s brows slowly relaxed.

As his consciousness drifted back from the edge of oblivion, clarity returned to his amber eyes. He had been locked in this darkness for so long that days, months, and years had lost all meaning.

He had been entirely alone—unable to die, yet unable to truly live. Left to endure one agonizing breakdown after another, slowly rotting away in the dark.

Until now.

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