Shelke Rui stumbled backward, staggering. She'd faced many deadly opponents and prepared for a tremendous number of situations over the course of her brutal training.
But this man, Vincent, was in a completely different league. No wonder he was the top of the top Wutai elite operatives. No wonder he'd made short work of the other Tsivets. And he hadn't been fooled at all by her camouflage.
Not that it mattered for her- she would fight to the very end.
"This is why I hate little sisters…" Vincent groaned, as he dodged another crackling blow from Shelke's weapon. "They just don't know when to give up!"
As she cloaked, he kicked out at where Shelke's right leg would be, making contact and sending her staggering once again. When her invisibility dropped momentarily, Vincent launched a roundhouse kick, catching her in the crotch.
Vincent spun himself around while propelling backward at top speed.
"GRHKK!" Shelke gasped violently as the sudden agony knocked the wind out of her, barely holding on to her weapons.
Instinctively, her thighs buckled inward as if to hide her crotch and she masked herself with camouflage.
"Oh no, you don't!" Vincent exclaimed, lunging forward with a snap kick, striking her squarely in the womanly area.
"AAAHH!" Shelke shrieked, losing all composure as the blow bashed her clit in. Dropping her Shock Spears, her hands flew to cover her wounded loins. "FUCK! You ass, you broke it! You fucking broke it!" She fell to her knees, rocking back and forth and moaning in pain.
"Not so tough now, huh, little bitch? Ready to throw in the towel?" Vincent approached the fallen girl cautiously.
"As if!" Suddenly, hissing loudly, Shelke grabbed both her shock weapons and lunged forward with enough force to impale Vincent if it hit him.
He lifted up his Cerberus handgun and fired at her, and by the sheer unlikely misfortune, the stun dart hit Shelke right in the groin, puncturing right into her swollen, sore clit.
"Oh- FUUCCKK!" Shelke groaned, her eyes bulged for a moment before they rolled to the back of her head. She tumbled unceremoniously face-first to the ground, her perk ass sticking up into the air.
Reeve Tuesti, who had peered around the corner, remarked, "Did you have to do that, Vincent? Regardless- off, she'll be feeling that in the morning, that's for sure. I guess I'd better not tell Shalua about this."