Frisk and Chara found themselves inside a rundown fort, its walls crumbling and its defenses weakened. Chara had just aided Frisk, but now sat smugly atop the battlements, watching with anticipation to see how Frisk would handle the situation. In front of Frisk stood a dozen soldiers, armed and ready for battle.
Frisk was not an expert fighter, but was determined. Drawing upon his soul power, the power of determination, Frisk slashed forward with his arm in a sweeping motion, creating a wave of energy that washed over the twelve soldiers. The wave blinded them, causing them to stagger back covering their eyes and lose their bearings.
With adrenaline pumping, Frisk leapt back onto the wall of the inner battlements, jumping over the confused soldiers. In mid-air, Frisk spun and slashed down, sending another wave of energy crashing down upon three of the soldiers who wielded swords. The wave cut through them, taking them out of the fight.
As Frisk landed behind the remaining nine soldiers, his presence catchng the soldiers off guard. Frisk's movements were somewhat sloppy and unrefined, but he pressed on. With another slash of his arm, Frisk took out the three archers at the back with a burst of energy, leaving only the six spearmen remaining.
Chara remained perched atop the battlements, watching Frisk with a slight smile. Despite Frisk's inexperience and sloppy movements, he had managed to take out half of the soldiers, leaving only six remaining. All of these soldiers wielded spears.
Frisk now stood before the remaining six soldiers, his determination unwavering. However, the issue was the number of soldiers and the distance he could maintain with their spears. Frisk knew that getting too close would put him at risk of being poked from a distance, and he needed to come up with a strategy to counter this.
Frisk quickly assessed the situation, calculating his next move. Just like Chara instructed him before, he would do the same tactic, he would need to break the spears of the soldiers, closing the distance and taking them down one by one.
With renewed determination, Frisk sprang into action. He dodged and weaved, narrowly avoiding the sharp spears, and countered with swift slashes, aiming to break the spears of the soldiers. Frisk's movements were quick, but not without mistakes. Some of the spears grazed his clothes, leaving tears and cuts, but he pressed on, focused on his goal.
As the battle unfolded, Frisk's inexperience became evident. He stumbled at times, and his attacks were not always accurate. However, his determination and resourcefulness kept him going. He continued to press forward, evading spears and striking back with all his might. Bit by bit, Frisk managed to break the spears of the remaining soldiers, closing the distance and taking them down one by one.
After a fierce struggle, Frisk stood victorious amidst the fallen soldiers. He was panting, covered in sweat and bruises, but his determination had paid off. Chara looked on, their smile widening at Frisk's tenacity and perseverance.
Chara gracefully leapt from the battlements, landing next to Frisk who was visibly sweating and nursing an arm that had been grazed by a spear. She offered him a smile before crossing her arms, her confident demeanor evident.
"That was pretty good for a beginner," Chara spoke, her tone teasing. "But allow me to critique how poorly it was."
With a wave of her hand, Chara reimagined the battle that had taken place, creating a visual overview of Frisk's performance. Chara's words were straightforward, her tone critical yet constructive. "As soon as you attacked in the beginning, when you... jumped onto the wall. You stumbled and hesitated, almost as if you weren't sure if you could do it," she said, pointing out Frisk's momentary lack of confidence.
Chara's words stung as she pointed out Frisk's poor landing after taking out the first three soldiers. Frisk had overlooked the importance of planning his landing, and it had resulted in a clumsy and ineffective maneuver.
"Also, from your fight with the six spearmen, it's become apparent what your biggest weakness is - Fighting and battling multiple opponents," Chara said, her tone stern.
Frisk furrowed their brow and asked, "Is it even practical for someone to fight multiple opponents?"
Chara snapped her fingers as soon as those words left Frisk's mouth, and then pointed at them with disappointment. "That right there only proves your ignorance of battle," Chara said firmly.
"Excusing your lack of knowledge on simple warfare," She stepped forward in front of Frisk, "It's not a matter of practicality, because it isn't, at least not normally," Chara said, her expression serious. "However, it's also unrealistic to assume that you'll only ever fight one person or one monster." Chara placed her hands on her hips, emphasizing her point. "You should always be prepared to fight more than one opponent."
"Think about it," Chara said, her voice taking on a serious tone. "If you stand confronting a powerful soldier with the belief that it'll be a one-on-one fight, you'll be caught off guard when another equally powerful soldier joins in, and now you're facing a two-on-one situation. If you don't train for such scenarios, no matter how powerful you are, you'll fail. More importantly, you'll die."
Chara's face came uncomfortably close to Frisk's, and she maintained her serious tone as she spoke. "And relying on your ability to reload from a savepoint isn't a tactic," she said bluntly. "If your idea of learning how to fight is dying and reloading repeatedly, then you might as well give up now. This world isn't kind, and you won't become a master swordsman by dying a million times and reloading. You would die a hundred million times to the commander before dying three times that amount to me, before you ever come close."
She took a step back, her expression stern. "You need discipline," she emphasized, pointing a finger at Frisk. "Proper discipline, not some tricks." Chara turned around for a moment, then quickly closed in on Frisk again, her gaze unwavering. "If you want to become a skilled fighter, you need to train diligently, learn from your mistakes, and develop real combat skills. Reloading from a savepoint won't cut it."
"But...would such a ridiculous tactic work?" Frisk said, almost like he might have thought about it at one point.
Chara let out a deep sigh. "Yes, it's true. Realistically, when you get closer to the top ranks, people are incredibly skilled. It's very likely you would die countless times before you could even come close to matching them," she said, emphasizing the word 'fighter' with air quotes.
"But what then? Is that really what you want? To beat everyone at the cost of your emotional well-being? Sure, it shows dedication, but at what price? You'll be less of a person at that point, and that's not a victory in my book. You can achieve the same results without sacrificing everything," She paused seeing a bit of conflict in, Frisk's expression. He wasn't looking at her, his eyes drawn to the ground.
"Jenny may be tough on you, but remember, she wasn't always like that. She was trained in the harshest environment possible and has become a powerful asset to the kingdom. She's just teaching you in the way she knows best, but compared to what she's been through, she's being quite lenient with you," Chara said, jabbing her finger at Frisk for emphasis.
"If you follow her instructions to the best of your ability, you'll break out of this weak, pathetic shell of yours and become a much more skilled fighter," she finished, her tone serious but encouraging.
Frisk tilted his head and hung it low, clenching his fists and closing his eyes before releasing a defeated sigh. "You're right," he admitted, as if letting go of some of the tension inside of him. He looked at Chara with sincerity. "I'll try," he said, "I'll do my best to learn everything I can from Jenny and apply it to the best of my ability."
Chara nodded, acknowledging Frisk's gratitude. "Remember, battles are unpredictable, and it's crucial to be prepared for all possibilities," she said. "Training to fight multiple opponents, even if it's not the norm, is essential for any skilled fighter. It's better to be over-prepared than caught off guard,"
Chara turned toward the main part of the fort and walked away, with Frisk following behind. Before leaving, Chara couldn't resist making one last remark with a smug tone. "Well, unless you're me, of course," they said.
Frisk didn't respond, but the comment struck them as arrogant, given the circumstances.
Inside the fortified headquarters, Chara strode purposefully into the bustling mess hall while Frisk lingered awkwardly in her wake. Chara's sharp gaze darted around the crowded space before finally settling on a specific location, her lips curling into a mischievous smirk that Frisk couldn't see.
"Let's go, Frisk," Chara declared, gesturing towards the stairs that led up to the war room where Elina was undoubtedly located. As they made their way towards their destination, several guards charged towards them, but Chara was unfazed. She calmly paced forward, deftly swiping her hand from left to right, and with a single swift motion, dispatched the attackers as if they were nothing more than common rodents. Without a moment's hesitation, they continued towards the war room.
"You make it look easy..." Frisk made quick conversation.
"It would be that way for you as well. You and I have similar power of soul, after all. If you get determined so to do I. However, how I choose to use that power is what separates you and from me," Chara stopped as if Elina's value ment little to her in the grand scheme of things, "The way we fight, isn't completely different.
"Chara, you make it look effortless," Frisk remarked, trying to initiate a conversation.
Chara turned to face Frisk, her expression unreadable. "It would be easy for you as well, given our similar soul powers. But let me make it clear, the way I wield the power of determination is vastly superior to yours," she said, her tone conveying an air of superiority. "It's what sets me apart from you. Since the soul is different for everyone save for a few special cases, like us."
Chara paused, seeming uninterested in Elina's importance. "While our fighting styles may differ, the effective use of soul power is crucial. I've devoted countless hours to mastering its nuances, ensuring that my every move is executed flawlessly. The way a person chooses to shape their power is of little consequence."
Frisk nodded, acknowledging Chara's expertise in utilizing their soul power. "I see..." Chara gave a small nod before turning to continue their journey towards the war room, Frisk following closely behind.
"Now," Chara stood in front of the chamber doors that separated them from their target. With a swift motion, she raised her hands and brought them down, destroying the doors and sending a cloud of dust and debris into the air. She and Frisk stepped forward and found themselves face to face with Elina.
Elina glared at them, her giant greatsword at the ready. "Trespassers! You have committed-" Her voice trailed off as she caught sight of Chara, her expression quickly changing to one of shock.
"Chara!" she exclaimed, clearly surprised to see her, "They said you were dead,"
"Did they now? And who is 'they' might I add?" She said in a serious tone. Chara wasn't out right showing it, but she was already pissed off, but hid it extremely well.
"Did they now? And who is 'they', might I add?" Chara said with a cold, serious tone. Her anger was simmering just beneath the surface, but she kept it tightly under control.
"Cedric. He said you died-" Elina began to explain, but Chara vanished from sight and reappeared in front of her in the blink of an eye. Frisk stumbled back, shocked at her incredible speed.
Despite Elina having her guard up, Chara was too fast for her. She had Elina by the throat, and tsked in annoyance. "Still not strong enough to outpace even you. Goes to show how much weaker I am..."
Frisk muttered to himself, "I can hear you..." He looked awkwardly to the side, trying to hide his shock. He realized that all of their training sessions had been completely one-sided from the start.
"It's not your fault..." Chara gave him a side glance before turning her attention back to Elina.
Elina tried to counter, but Chara had a firm grip on her wrist. "I don't think," Chara glanced down at Elina's greatsword and laughed, "You're still using a greatsword? Seriously?" Chara's grip lessened, causing Elina to try and slash her, but Chara easily dodged out of the way.
Chara grimaced and shook her head. "This is disappointing," she said, looking at Elina.
"What's wrong?" Frisk asked, confused by Chara's reaction.
"Elina," Chara said, her tone accusatory. "You're still using that greatsword even though you have no talent for it?"
Elina bristled. "I am tired of people telling me what I can and can't do," she said. "I have trained with greatswords and I know how to use them."
Chara rolled her eyes. "You were trained in sword fighting, not greatsword fighting," she said. "You're not suited for it and you're only making a fool of yourself by trying."
"You don't know anything...I've trained my skills with the greatsword since you've been gone. I have superior greatsword skills now," Eline said.
Chara scoffed at Elina's remark, "Superior greatsword skills? You have no idea what you're talking about. Your form is sloppy, your swings are weak, and you have no sense of timing or strategy. It's no wonder you've never been able to beat anyone with a greatsword."
"You speak of the past!-"
Elina opened her mouth to argue, but Chara cut her off. "Enough. You're
not as talented as you think you are."
Frisk watched the exchange with interest, unsure of what to say.
"However," Chara continued, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth, "this could be a learning opportunity for Frisk."
"What do you mean?" Frisk asked.
Chara explained, "Elina is going to show us all how not to use a greatsword. Well, I have other matters to attend to, but I can't wait for you to lose to a complete beginner, Elina!"
Elina bristled at the criticism, "I'll have you know, I've been practicing with greatswords for years. I'm much more skilled than some untrained novice."
Chara laughed, "Years of practice and you still can't even hold a candle to someone who's barely touched a sword. That's just sad, Elina. And as for Frisk, I have no doubt he'll be able to take you down with ease. He may be skinny, but he has natural talent and a willingness to learn. Something you clearly lack."
Elina scowled at Chara, "You're just saying that to make me look bad. I won't let some inexperienced brat beat me in a duel."
Chara shrugged, "Believe what you want, but the outcome will be the same. You'll be humiliated and Frisk will come out on top. And maybe then you'll finally realize how little you actually know about using a greatsword." She said before turning to leave.
"Wait, Chara...you can't," Frisk finally spoke up. "Ugh," Chara gave him an unimpressed look, "I just said you can do it, but you want to whine and say you can't? Do you want everything I said about you to go out the window?" Chara's cruel expression only served to mock his cowardice.
"No..." Frisk shook his head, trying to regain his composure. "I can do it."
"Oh my god," Elina scoffed, "You seriously think this loser is going to beat
me?"
"Oi, watch your language," Chara exclaimed, "How about you stay in character? Elina doesn't try to act tougher than she is."
"I-"
"Oi, oi," Chara's expression darkened, "Have you forgotten who I am?" The entire room's candles suddenly flickered and went out, and a sudden chill ran down both Frisk and Elina's spines.
Elina was horrified.
"You should feel lucky that I'm not dealing with you myself because no matter how delusional you believe your greatsword skills to be. You. Will. Never. Beat. Me." Chara's eyes widened and her red pupils shrank into a bloodthirsty state, her eyes as black as a void. Her cruelty was palpable.
Then, suddenly, Chara returned to her usual self. "Deal with her, Frisk...let this be a test for you, against someone who is at least somewhat competent," Chara shook her head and made a gagging gesture, then gave a side glance towards Elina. "That's the only compliment you'll get from me, Elina. So why don't you let that boost your confidence a bit? I don't want Frisk to think you're an easy opponent." Chara was mocking her in a different way, and Elina knew it.
"Fine, I'll beat this loser and then come for you," Elina said, determined to prove herself.
After Chara left the area, Frisk was perplexed. Why had she abandoned the mission when Elina was right there, the very person they were supposed to defeat?
"Hey, you moron," Elina cursed, bringing him back to the present, "Chara said you would beat me, yet you're already distracted..."
Frisk focused his attention on Elina, who stood with her greatsword at the ready. He summoned a sword and shield to his hands, taking a defensive stance. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, recalling what both Jenny and Chara had taught him.
"Chara gave me advice on the soldiers, but I am here alone to figure things out on my own," Frisk opened his eyes, steeling himself, "That means I need to learn what she can do first, before I strike...so I can strike," With determination, Frisk lunged forward.
"A frontal assault, are you a fool," Elina shouted, preparing to strike him with a forward swing.
Frisk charged forward, his shield raised to block any incoming attacks. Elina was quick to counter, swinging her greatsword with deadly force. Frisk evaded her strike with a sidestep, but Elina didn't give up. She spun around, her blade now glowing with soul power, and slashed at him again. However, before her attack could land, he leaped into the air, dodging her attack with ease, and landed on the other side of the room. Elina was taken aback by his agility, and she glared at him with a mix of frustration and surprise.
"What the..." Frisk was dumbfounded...
"Are you scared?" Elina taunted.
"No..." Frisk said, He honestly couldn't believe it but, "You're...so slow..." It suddenly clicked for Frisk. This was why Chara had given him so much advice. Elina was strong, but her attacks were slow and predictable. If he could stay one step ahead of her, he might have a chance at winning this fight.
Elina's face contorted with anger as she lunged forward with her greatsword, attempting to strike Frisk. But he was quick to dodge, strafing around her with ease. Elina continued to make attempts without stopping, but each time Frisk was one step ahead of her. He seemed to predict her every move, dodging and weaving through her attacks. He was still a bit sloppy, but with how slow she was it made him look better then he actually was.
Frustrated, Elina added soul power around her weapon, creating an aura that pulsed with energy. She attacked Frisk with ranged slashes, but he was able to cut them apart with ease. Elina's attacks grew more and more desperate as she realized that none of them were working. She was getting tired and her movements were becoming sluggish.
The fight paused briefly as both fighters eyed each other warily, trying to find an opening. Frisk was calm and focused, his eyes scanning Elina's movements for any hint of weakness. Elina, on the other hand, was seething with anger and frustration. Frisk was making her look like a novice.
The tension in the air was palpable as the two combatants circled each other, waiting for the other to make a move. Elina's chest heaved with exertion, sweat dripping down her forehead. Frisk, meanwhile, was cool and collected, his breathing steady and even. The fight was far from over, but it was clear that Frisk had the upper hand, at least for now.
"You have to be toying with me," Frisk said with a grin.
Elina gritted her teeth in frustration. "Enough talking," she growled, lunging forward with renewed energy, "I will kill you!"
Taking a deep breath, Frisk sprinted forward, his sword aimed for Elina's torso. However, she was ready and quickly put up her guard, imbuing her weapon with soul power. Frisk's sword bounced off her weapon, causing him to stumble back in surprise.
Elina seized the opportunity and launched a swift counterattack, but Frisk managed to regain his balance just in time to dodge out of the way.
Frisk was left confused as he tried to comprehend how his weapon bounced off Elina's with such force. It was then that a realization dawned upon him - the strength of her soul power must be the reason behind this. As he tried to collect his thoughts, Elina smirked, taunting him.
Elina raised an eyebrow at Frisk's puzzled expression. "Why are you confused?" she asked, her tone laced with amusement.
"What just happened?" Frisk asked, still reeling from the shock of his weapon bouncing off of Elina's.
"Soul rebound," Elina explained, "The aura around my weapon is too strong for the amount you attempted to use against me. So, naturally, it bounced off," she said, a smug smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.
Frisk furrowed his brow, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of what had just occurred. He recalled a similar phenomenon happening in his previous battles with Chara, but that didn't make sense. Chara's power was linked to his own.
"If you can't handle my soul power, then you'll never be able to hit me," Elina declared confidently. "I can guard faster than I can attack in most instances-"
"Nah," he said firmly. "I know one thing for sure, Elina. The power of my soul is determination," Frisk stood there feeling motivated which only infurirated Elina more.
"We'll see about that," Elina said.
"Yeah, we will," Frisk gritted his teeth and lunged forward again, his determination fueling his every move. Elina sighed inwardly, wondering why he was trying the same thing twice. Didn't he remember what had happened the last time? But as Frisk's sword drew near, Elina could see a bright glow emanating from the blade. She gasped in surprise as the glow grew brighter and brighter, seemingly fueled by Frisk's unwavering determination.
When Frisk's sword finally made contact with hers, Elina was caught off guard as her own weapon was knocked out of her hand and clattered onto the floor. Frisk followed through with a flashy move, pointing his sword at Elina's throat as he declared the fight over. Elina was stunned. She had been so confident in her soul power, but Frisk's determination had proved to be too much for her.
Frisk had his weapon pointed at Elina's throat, declaring his victory in their fight. "You should know, Chara, right? From the years before," Frisk said, his voice steady and firm. He paused for a moment, making sure Elina understood his point, before continuing, "Then you should know that the power of determination isn't to be underestimated. It's perhaps the most mysterious and powerful of any soul."
Chara began clapping as she approached the entrance to the war room, causing Frisk and Elina to turn their attention towards her. Frisk lowered his sword, and Elina furrowed her brow in frustration. "Well, well, well," Chara said with a sly grin. "Looks like I was right all along. The outcome was set from the beginning. Your skill in greatswords is delusional, Elina. If you had been using a regular sword, Frisk wouldn't have even touched you."
Frisk looked confused, but remained silent, trying to process Chara's words. Chara noticed his expression, but ignored it.
Elina's fury boiled over and she lunged towards Chara, but in a split second, Chara was gripping her by the neck and slamming her into the ground. "You should learn to control that temper of yours, Elina," Chara said, tightening her grip. "It'll get you killed one day."
Elina attempted to speak, but the force of the grip on her neck was too intense. Her eyes widened with fear as she struggled to breathe, her body writhing in pain. Chara's grip was like iron, unyielding and brutal. Frisk's confusion turned to horror as he watched the scene unfold before him, frozen in place.
"You see, Frisk," Chara spoke, her voice cold and unfeeling, "Elina 'could' be skilled warrior, but she relies too much on fantasies. She is nothing."
Chara released her grip on Elina's neck, causing her to gasp for air and cough violently. Chara stood up and dusted off her clothes, a smug smirk playing at her lips.
"And you, Frisk," Chara turned her attention to him, "You still have much to learn. The power of determination can only get you so far. Skill and strategy are just as important in battle."
Frisk's mind was reeling with the events that had just transpired. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Elina taken down so easily by Chara's brute strength.
Elina struggled to catch her breath, coughing as she spoke, "Cedric won't let this go..."
"Cedric?" Chara's tone held a hint of annoyance, the name not sitting well with her. She seized Elina by the collar, hurling her towards the war table, where she was slammed against it and pinned bent down with force.
"You need to understand that Cedric is nothing but scum," Chara spat out the words with venom, "and you should learn that the man you supposedly love, is not coming to save you. He doesn't care about you..."
Elina shouted, her voice shaking with anger. "How would you know anything when you've been missing for years? Cedric sent me here because he has faith in me!"
Chara's grip on Elina's collar tightened as she leaned in closer. "Faith in you?" she scoffed.
Chara couldn't help but be baffled at Elina's blind faith in Cedric. "Your ignorance is sickening. Can you be so naive?" Chara asked, shaking her head. "Think back on all the events up until this point. When did Cedric ever show any interest in you? And when he finally did, it was to toss you to the outer layer of the kingdom in a run-down fort that wouldn't even stop a single monster rampage. He doesn't love you, Elina. Wake up and see the truth for yourself."
Chara sighed in frustration, her plan to shake Elina out of her delusions had failed. She had hoped that her words would snap some sense into her, but it seemed that Elina was still stuck in her idealistic mindset.
"Jenny was right," Chara muttered under her breath, more to herself than to Elina.
"What?" Elina asked, still pinned down by Chara's strong grip.
"Nevermind," Chara said, shaking her head. "It doesn't matter. You're not going to listen to reason, are you?"
"I am listening," Elina protested, struggling to free herself from Chara's grasp.
Chara scoffed. "You're not listening, you're just waiting for your turn to speak. You're so convinced that Cedric loves you and that he's going to come to your rescue, but have you ever stopped to think about why he sent you here in the first place? You're stuck in a rundown fort at the edge of the kingdom, with barely enough supplies to last a week. If Cedric truly cared about you, he would have sent you somewhere safe and provided you with the resources you need to survive."
"Upon my arrival, I noticed something peculiar," Chara began, her voice cold and unwavering. "The mess hall still had food on the table, yet the soldiers seemed to be starving. It looks like you have ordered the cook to reduce the amount of food intake the soldiers are allowed to take to save food. Not much food around here...what with all the raging monsters around these woods," Chara continued and changed the topic, "And that's not all," she said, pausing to clear her throat. "What's with the raging monsters so close to this fort? Why would Cedric send you here? Sure, this place is part of the kingdom. But, the walls have crumbled, and while you've fortified some of them, it's clear you don't have the resources to do more." She gestured towards the window. "It's obvious you were sent here to die, stranded at the edge of the kingdom with barely enough supplies to survive. You can't hunt or forage, and you're dependent on passing merchants. Is that how you've managed to survive this long?"
Chara finished, her eyes fixed firmly on Elina, who had ceased struggling beneath her. Her long hair had fallen from its bun during their struggle, now covering her face like a veil.
Elina's stoic tone wavered as she spoke, her mind still processing the overwhelming amount of information. "What...do you want?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Chara glared down at her, her eyes blazing with anger. "I want the exact location of Cedric," she said, her words sharp and to the point.
Elina's response was immediate, and full of fear. "No! You'll just try to kill him!" she exclaimed, her voice rising in panic.
Chara's patience snapped at Elina's refusal, and she delivered a sharp swat to her rear, "You will tell me what I want to know," Chara said firmly, her voice cold and unyielding.
Elina's pupils shrank as she gritted her teeth in pain, trying to resist the urge to cry out. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to focus on something else. "No..." she whispered, barely audible.
Chara's smirk only grew wider. "To be honest, I'm glad you're resisting," she said in a mocking tone. Elina opened her eyes to see Chara raising her hand again.
With a sense of dread, Elina braced herself for the next onslaught. Chara continued to rain down blows on her bottom for at least a minute before finally stopping. Elina lay there, panting and gasping for breath, her rear end throbbing with pain.
Chara leaned in close, her face inches from Elina's. "Now," she said in a low, menacing voice, "the exact location of Cedric. Tell me."
Elina's silence spurred Chara into action. Without hesitation, she seized the collar of Elina's armoured pants and tore them off, heedless of the damage she caused, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Elina was surprised by the action. Her bare ass now laying completely defenceless.
Elina's silence spurred Chara into action. Without hesitation, she seized the collar of Elina's armoured pants and tore them off, heedless of the damage she caused, leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Elina was surprised by the action. Her bare ass now laying completely defenceless.
"Wait!" Elina screamed, but Chara didn't listen. She wound up her hand, giving Elina a brief moment before Chara continued spanking Elina's peach-coloured bottom with slow, deliberate strikes of her hand.
"Please," Elina whimpered.
"Nah, I don't think so," Chara said continuing to spank her bottom.
Elina cried out, each smack from Chara's hand causing her to squirm. Elina found herself arching her back, her butt cheeks rising up, pushing out in front of her. Elina wanted to curl up, but she had no choice. She could feel Chara's hand as it spanked her, the impacts travelling through her delicate skin.
"Owwwwwww," Elina howled as the marks on her cheeks grew larger.
"You will stop that immediately," Chara commanded. "I won't have you wailing like a little girl. This is a spanking, not an act of discipline."
Elina stopped wailing. Her bottom still burned from Chara's hand and her skin was so red it felt like her entire body was being burnt. Elina stopped wailing. Her bottom still burned from Chara's hand and her skin was so red it felt like her entire body was being burnt. Chara continued to give Elina's ass more punishment but at a much faster pace. The smacks were coming so frequently that it was almost difficult to keep up with them.
Elina felt the spanks coming from the direction of her thighs, but it wasn't long before she was hit on her butt cheeks again, then her back to legs. Each strike felt like it was burning her flesh. She began to struggle more.
"You must stay still, or else it will be much more difficult for me to spank you," Chara said.
Elina felt another series of stinging impacts on her bottom. She squirmed more but found it impossible to get away from the strikes. She was so sore and so very tired from her earlier exertions. It was too much. Elina felt like her entire body was writhing in pain. She cried out, her tears
mingling with her salty sweat.
"Stop this!" Elina screamed, her voice barely audible above the clanging of the spanking. "I can't take anymore! Please, stop! Stop!"
"Beg louder!" Chara's expression changed to a crazed pleasure. Frisk who was simply a bystander could only watch as Chara continued to spank Elina ruthlessly, ignoring her pleas.
"PLEASE, NO, NO, NO! STOP!" Elina wailed, her voice now rising to a scream. But Chara didn't stop, nor did she respond to her pleas.
Elina could feel the pain in her bottom intensifying with every passing second. She felt a strange tingling in her lower abdomen and the tears in her eyes began to dry up. It was only after a few more moments that Elina realized her vision was blurring. It was as if her eyes were trying to block out the overwhelming pain.
The next thing Elina knew, Chara was standing over her with her hands on her hips, her face twisted into a mocking grin.
"It seems you passed out," Chara laughed cruelly, "How pathetic... passing out from a little spanking."
Elina attempted to shift her position, but a sharp pain shot through her rear end, causing her to yelp in response. She instinctively reached back to soothe the area with her hand, attempting to alleviate the pain.
"Now..." Chara glared down at her, her tone indicating that she meant business. "Are you going to answer honestly, or do I need to get more serious with you?" Chara's words were laced with a sense of danger, and her grin only added to the unsettling atmosphere. Elina was taken aback, but Frisk knew that this was nothing new for Chara. They had seen this side of Chara before and knew that it was best not to provoke her further.
"Tsk...I can't tell you...I just can't..." Elina refused, but her wavering voice betrayed a conflict in her statement. Chara didn't immediately retaliate, instead, she leaned in close, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
"Think carefully, Elina. You may be able to withstand physical pain, but how long can you last against the psychological kind?" Chara said, her eyes glinting with malice.
Elina's eyes widened in fear, confused by her statement but afraid of the implications of what it meant.
"I know how you are, Elina. You aren't just in love with Cedric. You're obsessed with him," Chara said as she subtly adjusted the collar of her pants, "So, it would be quite the blow to you, if I took from you the one thing you cherish most besides, Cedric..." Chara dropped her pants and shifted her panties to reveal her huge erection.
Elina had stopped breathing. She felt as though her heart had been ripped from her chest. She could only stare at it, the huge throbbing cock directly in front of her face. Elina questioned the thought. How does Chara have a dick when she's a woman? "How...do you...have...a dick," Elina muttered in a whisper, her hands shaking.
"All you need to know is that I do, and don't get confused, I am female, but now I have a dick and can you guess how I might use this new tool of mine?" Chara glared down at Elina who was still processing the new gadget between Chara's legs.
"You want to save your first time for, Cedric right!" Chara laughed cruelly, "But what If I take your virginity right here?"
Elina's expression went blank, almost like she was broken just from the revelation of what Chara said.
"I...I...I...can't...I can't," Elina said, shaking her head in denial, "I...love...Cedric," Elina pleaded, hoping that if she said it enough, then she would not have to do what Chara wanted her to.
"I don't fucking care," Chara gave her a cruel smile sticking her face closer to Elina's, "I will bend you over the table and fuck you. You'll be begging me to stop. " Chara grabbed the collar of Elina picked her up and threw her back towards the war table and placed her hands around her hips with the position of her cock at the entrance of her virgin pussy.
"Please! No!" Elina cried out, "I'll do whatever you want! Anything you want! just please don't take my virginity Please!" Elina's yelled until her throat hurt...
Chara relaxed her hips and let go of Elina's hips causing her to collapse to her knees while clutching the edge of the war table in a humiliating position.
"Tell me where Cedric is..." Chara demanded, her voice firm and commanding.
Elina didn't speak, but she closed her eyes tightly, trying to steel herself against the pressure.
"Wow, and just when I was feeling generous," Chara said in a passive-aggressive tone. "I was planning on sparing you and taking you with me to go see Cedric together. I could have sworn you would have loved that."
Chara's words were laced with sarcasm.
"Really?" Elina didn't turn from her position.
"Of course, I intend to reunite you two," Chara replied.
"Really?!" Elina's concerns faded. She turned to crawl across the ground and grabbed Chara's leg like a dog who just received a treat.
Chara was surprised, but it got replaced quickly with a smirk. "Sure, but you have to do something first," she said.
"I'll do anything," Elina replied eagerly.
"Anything?" Chara raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion in her voice.
"Well, except taking my virginity..." Elina said hanging her head to the floor hoping that Chara would agree.
"Sure," Chara merely said.
"Wait...really?"
"I won't take your first time, but..." Chara gave her an ominous smile.
"Uh..." Elina was startled.
"I'm a bit excited you see," Chara stepped forward, her cock mere inches from Elina's face, "Why don't you help me relieve this big girl's problem," Chara gently prodded Elina's head with her cock, "and I will let you come with us," Chara's expression darkened.
Elina did not speak. She accepted her fate with a defeated sigh. She reached her hand out and took Chara's cock in her hand. It was warm to the touch. Her hands couldn't even encircle it. The cock was so large. But Elina knew there wasn't any other option. This was all or nothing. And Elina wouldn't allow herself to lose everything. So, she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out.
She licked the underside of Chara's cock slowly, carefully. At first, she feared that Chara would pull away, but Chara seemed to enjoy her ministrations. In fact, Chara began thrusting her pelvis into Elina's face more forcefully, forcing Elina's nose deeper inside of her crotch. It also helped that Elina noticed Chara's cock started growing larger and longer. When she finally looked up, Elina saw that Chara's cock was fully erect, bigger than ever before. Elina gagged as she tried to suck it further into her mouth.
It grew and became wider too; Elina had no choice but to push her head forward until she could reach its base. Once it hit the back of her throat, she gurgled and coughed loudly.
"That's good," Chara cooed softly, "Just keep sucking it."
Elina kept going, she sucked harder. There was no way she was letting this opportunity slip through her fingers. She continued bobbing her head faster, working Chara's shaft like a professional cocksucker. Soon, Elina could feel the tip of Chara's cock pushing past the opening of her throat and making her gag. Then, the entire length slid smoothly down her gullet. Elina gasped and choked, but Chara held her head firmly in place. After several seconds, she pulled her head off of Chara's cock. Elina panted heavily.
"Oh wow," Chara exclaimed, "Now that's service."
"When are you going to cum..." Elina whispered.
"Not yet," Chara said,
Elina nodded and resumed sucking on Chara's cock, determined to make it last.
Chara watched Elina work her magic. She enjoyed watching her pleasuring herself. Watching the expressions change on Elina's face as she worked it, hearing the slurping noises coming from between her lips, seeing those big brown eyes staring at her.
The pleasure was building within Chara again. She wondered how long she could hold out before releasing a torrent of cum into Elina's eager little mouth. As she pondered these thoughts, Chara felt the familiar tingle deep inside of her loins, signalling the imminent release. Just a few more strokes and she'd be done, Chara thought happily.
As Chara neared climax, Elina felt a rush of heat emanating from Chara's cock. Her body tensed, her breath quickened, and she moaned louder. With every stroke, her saliva lubricated Chara's cock. Every time Chara pushed her cock down Elina's throat, the sensation caused her to moan uncontrollably. Then suddenly, Elina felt Chara tense beneath her. A moment later, she felt a sudden warmth flood her mouth. Elina swallowed instinctively. Chara's semen poured into her stomach. She struggled to swallow it all, but it spilled onto her chin and dribbled down her neck. After several spurts, Chara released her grip on Elina's head, allowing her to breathe freely once again.
"Good job," Chara praised, "Now, don't forget to clean up the mess," Chara said.
Elina leaned over to lick her juices off of Chara's cock. She sucked her lips around the tip, licking up the remaining fluid until her cheeks bulged outward.
Chara leaned down towards the kneeling Elina. She still had some mess on her cheek. Chara smiled reaching down and wiping up the semen and sliding the rest of it into Elina's mouth making sure she swallowed everything.
Elina leaned back on her knees. She let out a long exhale, closing her eyes briefly before looking back up at Chara, who was watching her, "I did as you asked...now you promised you would take me with you..."
"I did," Chara paused. Elina for a brief moment was concerned that Chara was going to break her promise, "I will, don't worry, but," Chara quickly buckled up her pants again, "Straighten yourself up, we're leaving immediately."
"Wait, what's happening," Elina quickly stood to her feet.
"A monster rampage will be here in a few minutes. It would be best if we didn't stick around," Chara said.