Villain Ch 365. Catfight?

A figure emerged that captured both attention and intrigue. With each elegant step, the enchanting demoness approached the group, her presence commanding the virtual space around her.

– Clack! – Clack! – Clack!

Her movements were a symphony of grace and confidence, amplified by the distinctive clacking of her high heels against the ground. The rhythmic sound echoed through the tumultuous battlefield, creating an unexpected harmony amidst the clash of weapons and spells.

Clad in a provocative ensemble of black leather lingerie, the demoness exuded a sultry elegance that was both captivating and dangerous. The ensemble showcased her exquisite form, accentuating her curves with every seductive sway of her hips.

In her hand, she wielded a whip, its presence both a symbol of authority and a suggestion of the darker aspects of her nature. The whip itself seemed to pulse with otherworldly energy, a reflection of the power that she held at her fingertips. It was a weapon that spoke of control and dominance.

The inky blackness of her hair contrasted beautifully with her porcelain skin, creating an almost ethereal aesthetic. Her ears, pointed like those of an elf, added an element of mystique.

She was like the darker side of Vivian.

As she gracefully moved forward, a hush seemed to fall over the incubi that had been swarming around them. It was as if her very presence commanded respect and obedience from these otherwise rowdy creatures. The incubi, who had moments ago been aggressive and frenzied, now exhibited a sense of deference as they retreated slightly, forming a semi-circle around the beautiful demoness.

The girls exchanged glances, a mix of curiosity and uncertainty in their eyes as they assessed this unexpected turn of events.

Zoe’s voice broke through the momentary silence as she blurted out her astonishment, her words laced with shock. “Wait, the incubus leader is a female demon?” Her voice carried a note of disbelief, and her gaze remained fixed on the demoness as if trying to make sense of the situation.

Shea’s voice chimed in, her tone laced with a hint of disappointment as she added, “I thought we would get a more handsome version of those incubi.” Her words were punctuated by a slight huff.

Vivian’s frustration was palpable as she voiced her discontent, her gaze directed at Allen as if seeking an explanation. “This is not fair!” she complained, her words carrying a playful yet genuine sense of injustice.

Allen’s eyebrow quirked up in a mixture of amusement and exasperation at the barrage of complaints coming his way. “Why are you complaining to me? You should take it up with the game developer,” he retorted, his tone carrying a hint of mock defensiveness.

Jane playfully chimed in, her tone laced with an annoying yet playful smile. “So, in the end, this is your win, huh?” Her words were infused with a teasing quality. Jane had always been quick with her retorts, and her banter often added a dose of lightheartedness to their escapades.

Allen responded to Jane’s playful jab with a knowing smile. “Well, you guys get an oasis. And I also get a new oasis. It’s a win-win case,” he said in a casual manner

– Ktch!

The sharp crack of the whip slashing against the ground drew their gaze back to the demoness named Lust. It was as if the very sound reverberated with an otherworldly allure, commanding their attention once more.

“Don’t ignore me, darling,” Lust’s voice purred in a tone that dripped with honeyed sweetness. Her words were laced with an unmistakable seductive quality, aimed directly at Allen. “You should only look at me and leave those ugly girls behind!” Her voice seemed to caress the air, a siren’s call that carried an undercurrent of enchantment.

Zoe couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow in response to Lust’s words. “She’s just an ordinary monster, right?” she mused, a flicker of annoyance evident in her tone. It was an interesting paradox—Zoe’s logical mind was at odds with the inexplicable irritation that Lust’s words seemed to provoke. It sounded too real.

A collective hiss escaped from the group as Lust’s attention-grabbing antics continued. The atmosphere seemed to thicken with a mixture of frustration and disdain, all directed towards the alluring demoness. “She sucks…” Shea hissed under her breath. ．

But Vivian took it to another level, she stepped up. Her jealousy took over. “He is mine!” she said firmly. Her eyes were on Lust, full of challenges.

Allen’s jaw dropped in surprise.

Yet, amidst the brewing storm of emotions, Jane’s whispered comment injected a moment of unexpected levity into the situation.

“Is this going to be a catfight?” Jane’s mischievous grin was barely contained as she leaned towards Zoe, her voice just low enough to remain discreet.

Zoe’s lips twitched with amusement, her elbow jabbing into Jane’s side. “She also called you ugly, you know,” she whispered back, her tone both teasing and playful.

Jane’s eyes twinkled as she responded, her tone light. “She called my avatar ugly, not me.”

Zoe’s eyebrows shot up in realization, and she nodded with an amused smirk. “Uh… Make sense.”

As the others exchanged quiet banter, Allen stepped forward and placed a reassuring hand on Vivian’s shoulder. He recognized the fire of determination in her eyes, the spark that had been ignited by jealousy and a desire to protect what she held dear. Him and their relationship.

“She’s just a monster,” Allen’s voice was a steady reminder, his gaze gentle as it met Vivian’s. “Just concentrate on killing her, okay?” His voice was calm and steady.

Vivian’s lips curled into a small smile at Allen’s reassurance. She knew he was right. In the end, Lust was just a character in a game, a digital creation meant to challenge them and test their skills. And yet, there was something about the encounter that stirred her emotions in unexpected ways.

With a firm nod, Vivian acknowledged Allen’s words. “Right,” she affirmed, her determination unwavering. She readied her weapon, channeling her focus into the battle that lay ahead.

Note: Lust pic is in my discord channel.