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Neo nodded and slapped Sai’s heavy ass hard enough to send a sharp crack through the room. His broad palm left a red mark across the soft, full curve.

"Aren’t you old enough to stop jumping this excitedly over your son-in-law’s dick?" he said, voice low and steady.

Sai grinned, shifting her weight so her thick thighs pressed against his hips. She rolled her hips once, grinding down until his heavy balls rubbed against her wet folds. "Yes, I’m an old cow," she said, eyes bright with heat. "And I want you to tame me and fuck me."

Neo’s hands settled on her waist. His muscled arms flexed as he gripped her, fingers sinking into soft flesh. He started thrusting upward, hips rising in a steady, powerful rhythm. Sai moved with him, meeting every stroke. Her heavy breasts bounced with each impact. Sweat already shone on her skin, sliding down the valley between them and pooling where their bodies joined.

She laughed, loud and free, throwing her head back so her long hair swung. "It feels like I’m riding a wild horse!"

Neo’s cock stretched her open with every upward slam. He felt the tight, wet heat of her walls gripping him, the way her inner muscles fluttered and squeezed. From below he watched her face—cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. Her wings trembled behind her, soft pink light already beginning to pulse along the feathers.

He tightened his hold on her waist and drove harder, faster. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Sai’s moans turned higher. She arched, pressing her chest forward, and cried out, "Yes—like this! Keep hitting that spot!"

Neo kept the pace, each thrust aimed deep. He felt the head of his cock kiss her cervix on every stroke. Sweat ran down the hard lines of his chest and stomach. His muscled thighs burned with the effort, but he didn’t slow. Sai’s nails dug into his shoulders as she rode him. From her view, Neo’s body was all solid muscle and controlled power—broad shoulders, thick arms, the clear strength in every upward drive. She could feel the heat of him, the way his cock pulsed inside her, and it made her walls clench harder.

One final, deep thrust drove him all the way in. Neo’s cock jerked hard. Thick ropes of cum flooded her. Sai’s eyes flew wide. Her wings snapped open to their full span, glowing bright pink, feathers shimmering with energy. She closed her eyes and stayed still, feeling every pulse as Neo emptied himself deep inside her. The amount was heavy; she could feel it filling her, warm and thick.

When the last spurt faded, Neo spoke quietly. "Raise up."

Sai lifted her hips slowly. His cock slipped free with a wet sound. A heavy stream of cum poured from her pussy, coating his shaft and dripping onto his stomach. Neo reached into his inventory, stood, and cleaned her carefully. Sai stayed quiet and still, letting him wipe her clean. She liked the way he treated her—gentle after the rough ride, almost like she was younger than she was. He cleaned himself next, then both of them pulled their clothes back on.

Mira pointed toward the window. "Someone’s checking the corpse. Should we go look who it is?"

Neo walked over and used his status skill on the figure outside. His eyes widened at the information.

Drax. Member of the Black Fang. Son of Red. Current emotional status: wants revenge on the one who killed his father.

"This is the person we need to kill," Neo said. "Let’s make our way to him."

The girls nodded. They moved outside together and faced Drax.

Drax turned slowly. "Were you the person who killed my father and his group?"

Neo used the moment to inspect him fully. Red skin covered a heavily muscled frame—thick arms, powerful legs, a body that looked like it was constantly burning from the inside. Neo recognized the similarity at once. Drax carried a version of the same fire skill Torch Man had, inherited from his father.

Status confirmed it:

Drax, the Son of Red the Anger.

Level: Star 4.

Drax’s voice rose. "So you were the one who burned the bar that my dad promised to me!" He rushed forward. "I’ll make you pay!"

His body swelled. Muscles ballooned until he stood hulk-sized. He opened his mouth and fired a thick pyro beam straight at Neo.

The blast slammed into Neo’s chest and sent him flying. Mid-air Neo triggered Torch Man mode. Flames wrapped his body. He answered with his own pyro beam. The attack struck Drax square on.

Instead of damage, Drax’s body glowed brighter. He grew even larger, strength and speed surging. He charged and slammed into Neo with a crushing blow.

Neo staggered. He understood at once—Drax’s ability turned fire damage into power. Every flame attack made him stronger.

Neo cursed under his breath. Think. Fast.

He flipped into Dark Monarch mode. Shadows clung to him as he closed the distance and struck with the Sword of Nothingness. The blade cut deep enough to slow Drax’s advance.

Drax snarled. "What is this sword made of?"

Neo stayed silent a second, then answered flatly, "You don’t need to know." He struck again.

Drax realized he was losing ground. "You left me no choice. I’ll show you my real power."

His body began to shake. Light poured from his skin, growing so bright it forced Neo to step back and shield his eyes. When the glare faded, Drax was gone from his previous spot.

He reappeared at Neo’s side, fist already raised and glowing with charged power. The punch crashed into Neo’s face. Bone cracked. Neo flew backward and hit the ground hard. He pressed a hand to his face, trying to stop the bleeding, but Drax gave him no time.

A barrage of fists and kicks followed—too fast to track. Neo’s body rose from the dirt under the force of the hits. Pain lit up every nerve.

Drax stepped back and took a stance, charging another full combo. Neo refused to take the same beating twice. He activated his transportation skill and vanished, reappearing several meters away. He held his face, drank a healing potion, and let his natural mana close the wounds. Flesh knitted. Bones set. In seconds the worst of the damage was gone.

Neo raised both fists in a boxing guard and met Drax’s next charge. He poured out a rapid series of punches. Drax tried to absorb and grow again, but Neo locked onto one of his arms, shifted into Torch Man mode, and drained the fire energy straight out of him. Drax’s enlarged form shrank. The red glow faded.

Neo switched back to Dark Monarch and kept the pressure on—sword strikes, precise and relentless—until Drax dropped to one knee.

Even then Drax grinned through bloody teeth. "If I die, I’ll call my boss to kill you."

He pulled a small device from his belt and pressed the button.

A portal tore open beside him. A red devil stepped through and slowly walked out.

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