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Neo looked at Tara crawling along the side of the broken ground. Her body was still trembling from the last clash, blood streaking her arms. He yanked two healing potions from his inventory and tossed them hard toward her.

"Drink those, Tara! Once you’re healed, destroy the dark mana source. I’ll buy you the time."

Tara caught the bottles, nodded once, and forced the liquid down. Neo’s own legs and arms shook violently. The system had not lied. That last move had drained him ten times harder than the Morningstar technique. Every muscle felt like it had been scraped raw from the inside.

He dropped to one knee and triggered every healing skill he had stored. Potions and recovery arts flooded his system. The shaking slowed, but the cost was still written across his body.

A sharp whistle of splitting air cut through the battlefield. Neo lifted his head. The Fly King was regenerating at the exact same speed. Flesh closed over wounds. Wings reformed. The creature stared at Neo with narrow eyes, clearly wondering whether the human in front of him carried some kind of devil bloodline.

Neo kept his gaze locked on the monster, waiting for the single moment when the distance would close enough for Torch Man Mode. The Fly King suddenly charged, legs hammering the ground.

That was the opening.

Neo triggered Torch Man Mode. Heat and power flooded his limbs in a single surge. He met the Fly King mid-charge and drove him back. At the same moment the barrier surrounding the castle shattered with a deep crack. The Fly King froze for half a second, hit by the double surprise.

Neo sucked in a deep breath, pulled another spear from his inventory, and poured every remaining drop of mana into it. He thrust. One hundred times the normal speed. Each thrust carried the full force of the Morningstar move.

The spear punched through the Fly King’s chest again and again. The creature’s body convulsed, then dropped lifeless to the ground. The force of the final strike threw Neo backward as well. He hit the dirt hard, vision swimming.

He forced himself up, grabbed a stored healing potion, and drained it in two swallows before the last of his strength could fail. Warmth spread through his limbs. Flesh knitted. Breath returned.

Tara walked over, still pale but standing. "The storage device is gone. I found these black crystals. They might be useful for you."

Neo took the crystals and slipped them into his inventory. He looked up at the castle that loomed ahead. The structure was massive, towers rising like black teeth against the sky. Finding Pyra inside that place felt impossible.

They started walking toward the gates. A familiar voice suddenly rang inside Neo’s head.

Pyra.

His expression brightened. He shouted into the empty air, "Where are you? Are you okay?"

Her answer came clear and tight. "I’m okay. I’m trapped in the basement. You have to hurry. The devil is planning to sell me on the black market. We don’t have time."

In the dark cell, Pyra bit her lip hard enough to taste blood. Shame and guilt twisted in her chest. She had walked straight into a devil’s trap and now faced being sold as a slave. If the other attribute women ever learned of this, they would laugh until they choked—or worse, strip her of her status. She shook her head. Living with the shame was still better than dying.

Neo asked for the location of the basement door.

Pyra sighed. "I’ll send you a mental map of the castle and the path you need. Be careful. The halls are full of traps and guards."

The map unfolded in Neo’s mind. At the same moment a quest window appeared.

**Free Pyra from her prison in the basement before the slave dealers arrive.

Pyra will give you the route—use it.

Be cautious of guards and traps.

Time remaining: 4 hours.

Failure: Your death, the death of everyone you love, and the death of the forest.

Reward: Skill – Telepathy. You will be able to speak easily with any woman with whom you have formed a close connection.**

Neo swallowed hard, absorbed the map, then grabbed Tara’s wrist and pulled her toward the castle walls.

They moved fast until they found an empty window on the lower level. Neo vaulted through first, then hauled Tara in after him. They landed in a long, silent hallway of dark stone.

According to the map, a guardian would pass this exact spot in less than a minute. Neo seized Tara’s hand and dragged her into the nearest side room.

The door slammed shut behind them with a heavy thud. Neo tried the handle. It refused to move. From the four corners of the room a thick pink mist began to pour out, filling the air in slow, curling waves.

"Cover your mouth!" Neo barked.

Tara was a beat too late. She inhaled a lungful of the mist before she could clap a hand over her face.

A new urgent quest window burned into Neo’s vision.

**Fuck Tara out of her heat period before her body explodes from within.

Time remaining: 1 hour.

Failure: Your death, the death of everyone you love, and the death of the entire forest.

Reward: Ability to launch the same pink mist from your hand, and the power to turn it into a pill.**

Neo’s throat went dry. He looked at Tara.

Her eyes had shrunk into thin black needles. She stripped off her coat in one motion, leaving only a thin green neon slingshot that barely covered her breasts and the space between her legs. Her skin already glowed with a feverish flush. She walked straight toward him, lips curved in a wide, hungry smile.

"How about we fuck?"

Neo’s heart hammered against his ribs. The timer in the corner of his vision ticked down with every second. He had no choice.

He pulled an oil bottle from his inventory, stripped naked, and poured the slick liquid over his own body. Thick oil ran down the hard lines of his chest, over the heavy muscle of his arms and shoulders, along the powerful cords of his thighs. He threw a second bottle to Tara. She caught it, poured the oil across her own skin, and rubbed it in with slow, deliberate hands. Her breasts gleamed. Her hips shone. The thin neon fabric turned almost transparent under the slick sheen.

The moment both of them were coated, Tara jumped.

Neo caught her under the ass, thick fingers sinking into the soft, oiled flesh of her cheeks. He lifted her easily, the strength in his arms and shoulders holding her weight without strain. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance. He lowered her in one smooth motion.

Her pussy took him inch by inch, tight and scorching. Tara’s arms locked around his neck. A raw moan tore out of her throat.

"Nngh—fuck, you’re so big—"

Neo gripped her ass harder and started moving his hips. Wet sounds filled the room—plap, plap, plap—as he drove up into her. Her walls clenched around him with every thrust, slick and greedy.

He walked while he fucked her, carrying her weight across the stone floor. Tara’s mouth found his. Their tongues met, messy and desperate. Saliva mixed. She moaned straight into his mouth, the sound vibrating against his lips.

Neo spread her cheeks wider with both hands, opening her so he could push even deeper. Each thrust slapped his hips against hers. Oil and her juices ran down his cock and dripped onto the floor.

"Haaah... Neo... harder—" Tara gasped between kisses. "Fill me—please—"

He felt her walls flutter and squeeze. The heat of her body, the wet grip of her pussy, the soft weight of her breasts crushed against his chest—all of it burned through him. He kept thrusting, using the full power of his muscled legs and core, driving himself as deep as he could go.

Tara’s muffled cries grew louder against his mouth. Her nails dug into his broad shoulders. Neo’s balls drew up tight. With a final hard thrust he buried himself to the root and came.

Thick pulses of cum flooded her. He held her down on his cock until every drop was emptied, until his balls pressed flush against her soft flesh.

When the last spurt faded he pulled out. Cum leaked from her stretched pussy and ran down her thighs. Neo kept her in his arms and carried her to the heavy table in the center of the room.

He set her down on the edge, then pushed his still-hard cock back into her in one smooth stroke. Tara locked her legs behind his waist, heels digging into the solid muscle of his back, and pulled him into another deep, hungry kiss.

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