Micaela slowly breathed in and out as she examined her surroundings once again. No matter how hard she tried, those yellow walls, that wet carpet, and those ever present buzzing lightning slabs were refusing to deliver her any of their secrets.
There was now no longer a single doubt that this world was created by a madman for the purpose of weakening them. All together, the Seven Archangels were an invincible force that had beaten the Six Ancestors once in the past and would undoubtedly have been able to do the same again. This could be the only reason why this place had made every effort to separate them, to swallow them in darkness away from her guidance. Following their trail had led her to one dead end after another. This place had broken the very laws of logic to accomplish its goal. Right now, Micaela could only pray for her subordinates. She prayed for Metatron and Sandalphon to be together to rely on one another. She prayed for Uriela to keep her calm and not let her thirst for battle lead her to her doom. She prayed for the safety of every one of the angels under her.
"Ilias, guide our steps, for we need your light to face this challenge."
Deciding that the situation would improve only if she acted herself, Micaela returned to exploring these mysterious hallways. Her frustration kept growing with every minute, and she wanted nothing more than to finally lash out and destroy that prison altogether. However, as Uriela had demonstrated in the past, this place was impervious to their attacks. She couldn't afford to waste energy in a futile display of rage, lest she would find herself out of resource should she meet one of the Six Ancestors, or worse…
These hallways are impossibly long. However, singularities keep appearing at random intervals. One of those may hold an answer to where everyone got scattered.
Micaela glided through the corridors like a gust of wind, crossing several miles worth of hallways faster than any human could hope to. She only slowed down when she detected another life form... something not quite human. The angel slowed down, but didn't attempt to hide her presence. She would face head-on any threat in the name of Ilias. Micaela entered a room where a dozen of tall vaguely humanoid silhouettes made of wire were all gathered around a makina the angel could barely see. Her deafened footsteps didn't attract the attention of the strange creatures at first. It's only when she got in the middle of the room that all the abominations silently turned toward her. Micaela stopped, her icy blue eyes challenging them. They all simultaneously emitted an inhuman wail strong enough to make the room vibrate. And yet, she remained impassible, only summoning a blade of light when they all charged her with their razor sharp hands raised to tear her apart. Micaela cut down the arm of her first opponent in a strike that didn't slow down until she had also cut his chest, separating him in several parts that fell on the ground. Her arm danced in front of her, cutting clean the two arms of her next opponent before severing the head of the third. The three remaining enemies fell in so many slashes. Micaela hadn't taken a single step on the side during the fight. Repeated metallic screeching sounds brought her attention to the remainders of her first opponent whose limbs were still flailing around. She quickly released a small blast on light on those remains, and they finally stopped moving altogether.
If only destroying all the opponents of the Goddess was that easy, everything would be good in the world.
Micaela examined the makina at the center of the room and frowned. It was yet another one of those displays that she hadn't seen since she had regrouped with every one of her subordinates.
Eleven out of Fourteen… So three people have already met their end. Imagining that only those damn monsters would have perished would be wishful thinking. I will only believe those died should I see their inanimate bodies myself.
But that warning about corruption… what did those perverted bags of sexual desire do?! Did they somehow found a way to make things even worse?
I won't get any answer by staying here. I need to move on.
Micaela returned on her way. While she was carefully examining the occasional furniture in her way, deep down she wanted to escape that buzzing noise. What started as a minor annoyance had attacked the angel's patience to turn into a nerve-grating sound that helped conceal threats. The Archangel slashed at one of the slabs in an attempt to shut the noise off, but her weapon harmlessly bounced against the plastic material. This equipment wasn't supposed to be so resistant, and yet it held strong against an attack that could have cut a mountain.
I must bear with this and remain ever more vigilant. Those dark spawns shan't escape me. I can already feel their disgusting presence from here…
The moment she picked up the faintest trace of an Ancestor, Micaela completely erased the inconveniences forced on her by this strange place. Her absolute priority was identifying and eliminating the dark presence ahead of her before she could inflict further suffering on anyone else. The trail was erratic, but her keen senses still managed to detect the horrid presence of Kanade. She kept flying at high speed in the narrow hallways, eventually seeing the slime surrounded by half a dozen humans clad in full protective yellow suits and wielding gun makinas. Micaela didn't slow down in the slightest and readied a lightning barrier. She rammed in the slime directly, reducing her target's blue body to an immobile splatter. A quick scan of her surroundings informed her that her enemy hadn't been quite neutralized. More surprising, not all the beings she had identified as humans actually belonged to the race so precious to the goddess. Two of them reeked of unholy abominations. The other ones were looking at her in a mix of awe, confusion and lust. Micaela didn't spare a single more second before cutting apart the former grouo in a series of rapid strikes. They collapsed in cleanly cut piles.
"Keep your guard up. You are not safe yet from the monsters that threaten your life."
The men reflexively obeyed her authoritative voice, looking around them with their weapons raised. Micaela herself carefully checked the room. The smallest crack could be a potential hideout for the slime. Several minutes passed as everyone remained nervously on the lookout. It's only when the feeling of a threat abated that one of the men consciously realized the presence of the angel.
"Wait a minute…" He pointed his weapon at the angel. "Who are you? Why did you kill two of us?! What did you do to lady Kanade?!"
Micaela frowned. In the blink of an eye, the man's gun was in her hands while he was erratically checking his own empty gloves.
"My name is Micaela, and I am saving you from your death. Those abominations were taking on your appearance to lure and kill you. And that shapeless blob would have exploited your sexual desires to devour you as well."
Two of the men tried to whisper to each in a failed attempt to escape Micaela's hearing.
"She might have a point. I hesitated to shoot Alan when he came back since he was acting kinda weird… he was definitively a skinstealer."
"And what about that blue slime? She pretty much said the same and she was quite sexy as well."
Micaela pretended to ignore the conversation.
"I shall protect you under the name of the Goddess. With her guidance and my help, you shall not fall to those depraved hedonists.
"Yeah… I think you can forget about her."
"Shame."
A heartbeat later, Micaela was holding the last man by his throat against the wall while his feet were dangling in the air. The archangel wasn't angry. She looked at the man with all the contempt she could muster for an inferior mind.
"It seems you did not understand what you were told the first time, so I shall repeat myself: this abomination of a blue blob that calls herself Kanade would have eaten you at the first opportunity that would have presented itself. If she had accessed you sexually first, she would have just dragged out your death as she slowly dissolved you for energy. And I would rather kill you than let you empower that abomination."
The man nervously nodded as he attempted to catch his breath. His companions were looking at the scene weapons in hand, but they were too dumbfounded to even lift them.
"Jesus, lady, it was a joke! We got it, that slime is bad news, there's no need to get ugly!"
Micaela released her grasp on the man who fell to the ground. She looked at the whole group with the same contempt she displayed earlier.
"This is a wonder you survived for so long with so little discipline and guidance." Her aura flared as she imposed her power on them. "Follow me to accomplish the will of the Goddess, and I will see that you are fittingly rewarded."
"M-Ma'am, yes ma'am!" The four men stood at the ready in unison. When she resumed her exploration at a walking pace, Micaela remained focused on her surroundings. She might have saved those four men from an ignominious fate for the moment, but that slime was still roaming around. Even with her standing guard, she was worried her newfound protégés were only so many possible energy sources for any of the Six Ancestors.
Shall I actually save them? On a purely pragmatic standpoint, they would give the Ancestors more energy than what would be needed to execute them. And they don't even know about the virtues of following the Goddess of Light. They may not be better than lowly heretics in that regard. Her order was to save only those that were loyal to her teachings.
I will see how my situation evolves. Ending their existence will require no effort should it come to this.
However, after the shortest exploration, Micaela found herself barely able to tolerate their lust. They were eyeing her as hungrily as one would look at a juicy meal. She understood their admiration for her body. She was a full display of the perfect work done by the Goddess. However, she doubted that they knew just how far below her they actually were. While they were part of the race protected by the Goddess Ilias, they were simply not allowed to leer at an angel without her consent, and certainly not at the one standing right below the great goddess herself.
"Mmph. Typical angel. The first thing you do when you see humans is brainwashing them with your Ilias-absorbed drivel."
Micaela and the men accompanying her checked around. Even her keen senses were unable to spot the source of Kanade's voice.
"It is better than killing them under the pretense of needing their energy to live."
"I wouldn't kill them, and I'm not an angel who uses pretenses of protection to hide my own sycophantic agenda only to lash out at the first contradiction. I only want to share pleasure with those men."
"Stop lying. You only want to kill them."
Even as she desperately looked around for Kanade, Micaela still heard two of the men discuss behind her.
"That's getting weird… which of those two girls is better in your opinion?"
"Honestly they kinda both sound bad. Let's try ditching everything at the first opportunity."
Micaela's tolerance for those men finally wore off. If they questioned her protection, and, by extension, the design of the Goddess even when faced with one of the direct spawns of the dark abomination, then they were the lowliest of sinners. If the context had allowed her, she would have given them to subordinates for re-education. However, right now, they were only willing to act as so many meals for one of the Ancestors, and she couldn't allow it.
Micaela emitted a powerful wave of light, instantly disintegrating the men. There was no scream as they simply evaporated, body and equipment alike. No voice echoed in her surroundings to further insult her. Kanade's presence had been eliminated as well. The angel wished for another resolution to this dilemma, but she simply couldn't afford to let anyone fall and empower her enemies.
She didn't mourn their deaths however. They had made their choice to stay away from the light of the Goddess. It was their responsibilities. As she once again got back to exploring those endless, irritating yellow halls free of constraints; she took the opportunity to quickly review her current situation.
That place that had made so much effort to separate her from her subordinates was populated by humans who were using technologically advanced equipment and had never heard of the goodwill of the Goddess Ilias. While her priority remained regrouping with her subordinates, she would work toward saving those people if she could, although she'd have to focus on sharing the teachings of the Goddess as well. The Ancestors were likely as active as she was, and while the hungry trio made by Kanon, Kanade and Hiruko would undoubtedly devour all those she could find at the first opportunity, Saja, Minagi and Tamamo were able to sway them on their side and turns those into so many misguided allies and preys.
Micaela next focused on the place itself. For the first time since her millennia-long life, the seraph simply couldn't fully understand how this battlefield worked. One of the key mechanisms to navigate this place had escaped her. She needed to take control of this missing piece as soon as possible. It was the key to understand how everyone got here, and, more importantly, how to get back to the world of the Goddess of Light before it suffered their absence.
This led to a key aspect that she had overlooked so far: time. There was no light cycle or any hint as to how long had passed since they arrived. Only her internal clock informed her that it had already been five days since she got separated from her last lieutenant. While the almighty Goddess Ilias would certainly reign on the world on her own without issue, their own subordinate were certainly missing them. And that wasn't considering the possibility of outside forces deciding to attack them…
Micaela had to move forward. That place had to end somewhere. Even if it was larger than any structure she had faced so far, it was bound to be limited.
She barely gave any notice to most singularities she encountered. Neither angel nor Ancestor would leave crudely drawn smiles behind. A twisted metal structure only attracted a single glance before she moved on since it didn't show sign of either monster or angel activity. She only slowed down when she noticed a small anomaly in the damp, still air. Someone had used magic to hide their trail. However, the change was important enough for Micaela to notice it and focus on tracking that anomaly instead.
She started following the trail directly. It was reckless, but after taking a side path separated everyone, she refused to take the risk of losing a clue. She would just have to remain on her guard and power through any ambush on her way. However, to her surprise, the trail simply ended in the middle of a hallway. On high alert, the seraph cautiously looked around her. The walls were the same exhausted yellow as everywhere else. That irritating buzzing noise was still hovering over her. The same rough, smelly carpet was under her feet.
Micaela kneeled on the ground and examined the end of the trail. There was no difference about the texture of the carpet on that spot and all around her. She couldn't get to identify which of those damned monsters was ahead of her. For a short moment, she even came to regret the lack of ambushes. The certain danger and clamors of a fight would have been welcome after dealing with the ambiguous stillness and buzzing of this place.
Did the place reconfigure itself before I reached her? It has already demonstrated this ability in the past. The idea that she passed through the floor is just ridiculous.
The leader of the Seven Archangels suddenly lost her balance. She felt herself falling even as she both spread her wings and used magic to stabilize herself. However, the movement simply continued, entirely ignoring her attempt to remain still. When she finally recovered her stability, she was in another room altogether, made of a stone-like material. Her military mind quickly kicked in, scanning her surroundings before informing her that she was currently as safe as she could be.
Even the Ancestor's trail has disappeared… I'm just wasting my time. I just need to find everyone else and return home. This place is complex enough to navigate to have to take care of those perverted nymphomaniacs. I also cannot currently take care of the local humans as is. Navigating this place is complicated enough as is without either burden.
Micaela fully opened her wings. She found herself surprisingly appreciative of the wider hallways. Their width and height were welcome advantages, allowing her to use her mobility and even fly and more easily face new dangers.
Once again, she flew through the seemingly endless hallways. A quick control of the numerous unsupervised crates informed her that they somehow contained human supplies. While back home, surveillance was unneeded, here it was only another sign that the local humans were simply uncaring.
As she approached another turn, she carefully slowed down as a noise attracted her attention. She carefully looked and frowned at the sight: an incredibly high number of those wire-like monsters was blocking the way. For a mysterious reason, they had gathered here, forming an almost compact mass.
They're the same as earlier. I can easily slay them… but I cannot even apprehend the number of those strange creatures. This may end up just being a colossal waste of time and energy.
There are other paths. At least several of the Six Ancestors are still around. Letting them be is the safer option available.
Micaela turned back and took flight in another corridor. That place was as inhospitable as the last one, and yet, signs of activities kept popping up. Why did those humans bother trying to install themselves here? Or were they actually just as lost as them?
She relegated those questions to the back of her mind and felt a slight rush of felicity when she noticed the unmistakable mark of Metatron and Sandalphon. The twins were alive and together. For the first time since the Seven Archangels had arrived, this place was not fighting against them.
Micaela finally saw the two of them after taking one last turn. The both of them were kneeling to greet her.
"Get up and report."
Both of them got up, Metatron with a big smile. Micaela noticed a human handbook on her waist.
"After exploring several floors, I regrouped with my little sister when Kanade attacked us and a bunch of humans in a large city! We couldn't save anyone, but we have a book with a lot of interesting information about how to navigate this place!"
"Did Kanade die?"
Sandalphon shamefully looked down. "No… we didn't see her life end. Even our nuclear explosion couldn't extinguish her. This happened… a few days ago."
Micaela frowned. If the twins had faced Kanade, failed to kill her while she just faced another one… then it meant the slime was wasting her resources by making multiple copies of herself. But more importantly…
"We are bound to face her again. In the meantime, try saving your energy and your more powerful attacks. Our recovery options are limited, and taking a break could be dangerous. We need to be frugal until we have a reliable exterior way to recover."
"Yes my liege!"
"Y-yes ma'am…"
"Give me that book you judge worthy of being kept."
"This is thanks to this work we got back here." Metatron kneeled when she presented the notebook. "There is every information on navigation we could need as well as intelligence about the local human groups. We got it from an undercover agent."
Micaela frowned. Simply knowing it had been written by a local human was enough to decrease its value in her eyes. Still, she accepted the offering and quickly flipped through the book's pages, absorbing the content at a phenomenal speed.
The main way to change of floor is called no-clipping… This is what happened earlier. This strange phenomenon will deserve deeper study once we're back home. However, there is no information pertaining to a surefire way to actually leave this damned place.
They also noted every single information about their group on a book given to an undercover agent… this is the purest and most simple idiocy.
But… sergeant Luka, specialized in rescue, accompanied by seven people… Is the naming just a coincidence? If only the name of their partners was written down as well, we would have been able to find out. Lucretia and Laura… The queen harpy and queen mermaid… one name is an accident, two is a coincidence, if the name of a third queen recruited by the hero appears, then it will be the proof that the hero is here.
Once done, Micaela disintegrated the book. They could keep all that knowledge to themselves, and every sentence down to the smallest comma was carved in her memory.
"We have a new goal. We have to find the man named Luka and confirm whether or not he is the hero from the singularity world. If he is, he will be our key out of this place. I also repeat once again that until we have a guaranteed way to leave, we must save as much energy as possible. We move out now."
Uriela cut apart another flying eyeball before charging through another giant one walking on tendrils, grinning all the while. The archangel was elated by this battle. After spending days wandering on her own randomly traversing floors, she ended in a human city covered by darkness. She was initially angry, but she quickly welcomed those aberrations and the opportunity for relief they provided. She could feel their burning gaze each time one of them focused on her, but they all died one after the other to her attacks before they could inflict any form of damage on her body.
Five more abominations died in a storm of blades infused with the power of light. Several more fell in a single swoop of her blade. And yet, for each monster that fell, more were pouring in from every direction. It perfectly suited Uriela who answered in kind and slew them as well. The only thing that mattered during this unending adrenaline rush was killing those enemies as fast as possible. Uriela neither cared about their nature or their role. She remained indifferent to the surprising lack of damage their fight was creating even as beams of light harmlessly bounced off wooden planks and windows. Everything but her current enemies was ignored.
Beads of sweat periodically rolled over her muscular body as the fight kept going on. Even the best trained soldier would have been worn out by those assailants through sheer exhaustion, but Uriela was holding strong. A place that would qualify as a vision of hell was her personal heaven right now. She kept fighting on until eventually, the smallest hint of fatigue took hold of her. It was only a small detail. An attack that should have cleaved one of those walking abominations in half ended only three-quarters of the way in. It was more than enough to destroy her opponent, but it was enough of a reason to back away.
Uriela quickly dashed in a random direction. It didn't take her more than a minute to lose all the remaining opponents. Still grinning, she took a moment to rest against the wall of a house, panting all the while.
Finally, I had been longing for a real fight for so long… it's a shame it wasn't to take down one of those damn whores, but it feels like my last battle was an eternity ago! The sheer rush of adrenaline, the sound of steel cutting flesh and of the abominations that dare stand up to the goddess dying in drove… so many things I've been missing since we entered this Ilias-forsaken labyrinth. I'm glad I landed here of all places.
Aaah… Now I can focus back on finding back the others. Once we're all gathered back, we'll all bring the word of the Goddess to this world!
…Take one thing at a time, Uriela. Micaela often castigated me for letting my passions carry me and push me further than what's reasonable. Even if she would have appreciated seeing so many monsters destroyed, she would probably tell me that I should have retreated and saved my energy for actual trouble earlier. I need to take an opportunity to rest. No monsters came from inside the houses, so those place places must be safe.
Once she was sure no monster was in her immediate proximity, Uriela opened the door of the house she had rested against. She summarily checked the insides of the place. Its furnishing didn't make much sense as a table was standing alone in the entrance while two chairs were standing in a corner near a king sized bed. At least, she would be able to rest comfortably. She closed the door and examined the surroundings of the house through the windows one last time. It didn't look like anyone had followed her so far.
Exhausted, Uriela threw herself on the bed and allowed herself to slip in a restful moment. The archangel fell in a deep slumber, satisfied by the fight that came and would be. The only thing missing would have been a male partner to enjoy a final rush of energy while helping her recover. As she was resting, what became a small desire became a burning need for sexual gratification. Sensing something amiss, the archangel's instinct woke her up. She tried to jump of the bed, but snake-like clothes attacked from every direction to pin her in place. When she easily tore those off, several obscene runes appeared on every wall while a sensuous voice echoed across the room.
"Mmh… I wonder if I would have gotten you if I tried soothing you rather than exciting you?"
Uriela started frothing at the sight of Minagi. The succubus was sitting on a chair across the room with an arrogant smirk. Without wasting a second, the archangel charged at her opponent who elegantly dodged her attacks with a few steps.
"Awww… don't you want me to take care of you? You're craving for the pleasure I freely offer."
"That's because you ignited it yourself you pompous whore!"
A storm of blade filled the room. Several dispelled as soon as they appeared, their powers absorbed by the runes adorning the wall. Uriela loudly swore. She hadn't expected any attack. She hadn't thought any monster would be smart and lucky enough to follow her in that maze. However, even if she hadn't fully recovered, she noticed that Minagi had placed herself at a disadvantage in a fit of overconfidence. The limited size of the room restrained the use of magic. The succubus would never be able to channel her obscene spells without Uriela stopping her. Their fight would rely on their raw combat abilities, and while Minagi had dangerous martial art skills, the Ancestor had a lower stamina than her, even after she spent so much energy.
Uriela lifted her blade and charged the succubus. However, her blade got caught in the ceiling, stopping her attack dead. Minagi used the opportunity to obscenely caress the archangel and drain her energy, bringing out an indignant scream from Uriela. The latter answered with a rage-filled punch that the succubus barely dodged. Uriela followed up her attack with a series of rapid punches, putting Minagi on the defensive as the latter dodged, parried and tried to step around Uriela's onslaught. The way the succubus only did the bare minimal effort to dodge her attacks aggravated her to no end. Tiring of the monster's games, Uriela released a shockwave that threw Minagi across the room. Uriela telekinetically threw a salvo of blades at the succubus who got up barely in time to dodge them all. Sensing an opportunity, the archangel lifted her last weapon and charged once again at the succubus while redirecting her flying weapons. While Minagi managed to dodge all the sharp objects, Uriela successfully ran her through the stomach. Minagi yelped in pain and gritted her teeth, spitting a small blood clot. Grinning sadistically, Uriela brought her face closer and grabbed the succubus to bring her body through the full length of her weapon.
Then Minagi sprang to life and forcefully grabbed Uriela's head to kiss her. Her legs wrapped around the angel's waist in an embrace. Her tattoos started glowing intensively, illuminating the room like a pink sun. Uriela exclaimed herself in surprise before disgust took over and she put every effort to break the grasp of the succubus. While her raw strength overpowered her opponent, the latter somehow kept slipping from her grasp. Uriela changed her strategy and focused on her flying weapons even as the pleasure forced on her was burning her mind. Still, she successfully summoned them to pierce her aggressor, and her weapons crossed the room like lightning bolts aimed at the impudent fiend that had touched her.
Minagi was forced to release her embrace to dodge the weapons, throwing herself against a wall to dislodge the blade stuck in her stomach. Uriela summoned the power of light to clean herself, still appalled at the sexual nature of the attacks used by the succubus. She would end her life for this outrage.
Uriela glared at Minagi. The hole in the stomach of the monster was healing. The succubus had dangerously tapped in her reserves of energy.
"Taking the precious energy of an angel… your sentence is going to be a slow, painful death!"
"How original… is it different than what you originally intended?" Minagi sensually sighed. "I will at least give you the freedom of choice… would you prefer an ignominious rapid death?" Minagi quickly showed her right hand wrapped in a dark aura. "Or a sweet eternal pleasure?" She showed her left hand bathed in a pink aura, twirling her fingers even as she licked her lips.
Uriela charged again with her weapon ready to impale the succubus once more as she summoned her flying weapons to pierce her opponent from every direction. For the shortest of instant, she felt a slight resistance from them, throwing her off balance. Then ribbons tried to grab her from every direction. While it was barely enough to slow her down, it was the perfect opportunity for Minagi who threw a vicious punch aimed straight at the temple of the Archangel while aiming her other attack straight at Uriela's most sensitive regions
Uriela screamed and shivered in a mix of shock and disgust. Minagi once again wrapped her limbs around the angel in an embrace, quickly interlocking their limbs while ribbons encased the both of them together. She exhaled a pink mist as Uriela was panting to recover her breathing, and her eyes glowed red as she directly sent a wave to seduce the archangel. Uriela tried to break free, but the succubus had perfectly used her skills to lock them together. Her mind was now too charged to use her weapons. Her strength was leaving her as Minagi's body glowed with an obscene draining power. She had lost.
To her surprise, Minagi stopped draining her. The runes in the room slowly dimmed. Uriela wanted to spit another insult, but a ribbon wrapped around her mouth. Minagi leaned forward.
"Don't worry, it's only a short break… let's continue our business on this comfortable bed, shall we?"
Uriela glared at her while Minagi's ribbons carried the both of them on the bed without breaking their tight embrace. Uriela kept shifting in a struggle, but so far she only managed to amuse Minagi.
"Awww, don't be like that… I will make sure you enjoy what comes next as much as you enjoyed your small battle with all those abominations! But I first need to tell you a few things." Minagi's voice lost her usual melodious sensuality. "I've often heard about how you were battle hungry, and deduced that you were a bit on the reckless, stubborn and single-minded side, but… I don't think I've ever underestimated how bad someone's personality was. You were so, so busy killing all those monsters that kept attacking you, you completely failed to notice my presence. I was worried you would outlast me in a fight, but when you tired yourself out against all those monsters, I realized it was for nothing! I might be able to take any of your cute sister one on one, but none of them would so blindly handicap themselves and fall into that trap! You were so easy to follow, you didn't even put any ward around… it's as if you wanted me to invade your privacy. Oh, well…" She giggled. "I will gladly oblige."
Uriela gnawed through the bandage holding her mouth. "G-get off you shameless whore!"
"Mmmmh... I don't think I will. I would have if you accepted my offer earlier. I would have just pleasured you until aaaaall that tension from your fight wore off!" Minagi was starting to pant. She slammed her hips on Uriela in a vulgar parody of coitus. "But you refused me and hurt me again and again, sooo I guess I'll have no choice but to force my decision on you."
Uriela groaned. "My partners will find me. And it's only if this place doesn't kill you beforehand you fluid guzzler!"
Minagi giggled again. "I wouldn't be so sure… we've all been split from our groups for several days. I've only managed to find you through sheer luck and careful search. Also, I made sure any trail either of us left behind was thoroughly cleaned while setting up wards to make sure nothing escapes this house. Maybe your precious Sariela and Raphaela or my bitch of a sister would be able to find us, but none of the others, and the odds that they end up here is abysmal. I was only very lucky and kept tracking you down for days… Aaah, sorry, it's been so long since I could have fun, I can no longer hold myself back in front of this delicious meal."
The succubus started licking Uriela's face while caressing her. The archangel felt herself sickened as her body was debased for someone's pleasure. Minagi was carefully absorbing her energy to keep her weak. The pleasant sensation was only a further insult made worse by how freely the succubus was caressing her body. After a while, Minagi stopped her lecherous licking but kept moving her body. Uriela wanted to retch in her face, but spasms of raw pleasure shook her as Minagi's eyes glowed again, and she lost focus once again.
"It's a shame. If I had the resources, I would make sure you would enjoy every single form of pleasure I'm able to give to turn you in a loyal, blissful follower. I guess I'll just take your energy instead. So please, appreciate every ounce of pleasure I give you..."
Minagi flashed a cruel smile, and for the first time since she saw Lucifina, Uriela was scared. The consequences of her defeat were finally fully sinking in. She couldn't count on her allies or the will of the goddess to save her. She was at the cruel mercy of one of the more horrible enemies she could face, and the one that was the most hated by Ilias. Her mind was simply rebelling at the idea of the torture her opponent was going to inflict on her even as her body was begging for more. The succubus exhaled another cloud of pink mist. Uriela gagged, but she couldn't struggle as she felt her body completely escape her grasp in a search for more of the pleasure the succubus could offer.
"...Because I will savor every single drop of your life."