Differently from what most would think, you hadn't been fucking your pawn Zest every time night comes or when the two of you are alone. The relationship that both of you shared wasn't purely sexual in nature, and you genuinely liked her as a person instead of a sex toy. The latter would be something stupid and wasteful, especially when you successfully took her into your peerage and pillar.
There was also the fact that you had to feed Shelia too, wasn't very necessary actually after giving her 'enough vitality for a month and half' but it feels really well and was a way to finally get something to do during the nights.
…
Well, that and you enjoyed cuddling with Jack too much to just spend every night making love to Zest or Shelia, love has many forms and you enjoyed them a lot… and you are pretty sure that Mr. Thotslayer would be inside the ribs of one of them if you ignored Jack too much, you loved your Knight with all your heart but there wasn't doubts that Jack would be willing to do that if she was neglected.
With that musing you moved away from your room, planning to just have a calm day for yourself and maybe just go and train with Beowulf once again. Pulling some extra weight into your fist and weight in your thrust was a great life choice.
"Master I need your help." Those were the words of Riser before both of you were teleported to Pussy Land of Dreams aka Themyscira.
[This was Karma]
Thank you asshole inner Kane, now Kane what exactly do you know about this place?
In Beowulf's list, this island was placed number 5 of the best sites to visit in the Human World, the Kingdom of Amazons, and the best place to get a good battle with sex afterward if you feel like trying your luck with the amazons, in Beowulf's lessons he explained that even if they were hot and with tight holes from training the amazon did have some kinky shit that breaks lesser men or wasn't the taste of many warriors.
But you think that it's mostly the number of skeletons with broken pelvises in the pile over there, that has been resulting of pure consensual sex as your Intuition tells you. Ages changed some traditions but there still were a few morons that liked to die like that but many that survived returned for another round with death in the form of snu snu. Those were the greatest heroes that humanity wouldn't ever remember, you think that Beowulf commented that most of Cu Chulainn incarnations died here because he keeps trying to surpass the Record.
You didn't know what record was but you respected that man.
And the last thing that you knew is that when he was human Beowulf only stopped visiting only because he almost ended fucking a granddaughter of his.
Yeah, you would have weirded out too. Greeks were weird as fuck.
"Riser explain." You asked after being received by the army of Penthesilea.
The explanation was something that you should have expected but still gave you headaches, and the origin of everything was that Riser wanted to recruit Dianna that amazon that he made a contract with as his Rook.
Sadly, that means a martial challenge from the leadership from both sides as Riser was a subordinate instead of boss he couldn't do it himself as the quality of troops depends on the leader or some bullshit like that on some culture that flies out of your head.
You think that Penthesilea just wanted a good fight and you managed to catch her attention.
So in conclusion Riser needed you to fight sex-made legs… The reincarnated Queen of Amazons to show that your side could court the Amazon that is becoming his bondage mistress.
…
…The things that you do for the sake of your Famiglia.
You hadn't time to give a small talk or prepared in any manner before you were sent to an arena with the Queen of the Amazons waiting for you, there were a good number of weapons of good quality but your intuition gave you a warning about your strength.
"Can I check them?" You asked your opponent.
"You could, use this chance the best you can." Translation: Give me a good fight.
You checked the different weapons, and gave them a few tests to check the balance and quality. Doing a few tricks that Beowulf taught you was enough to break a few as the normal steel couldn't handle your raw strength and strain that you forced on them, but was enough you had learned enough to know when a weapon was going to break.
Douchebag the mimic changed a few forms while you did, your familiar was quite young and very weak so at the best were miniatures of the real things.
A hammer, a sword, a shield, and finally a spear were what you ended up taking with you as you moved to meet your opponent.
"You are moving differently." Penthesilea commented, her guard was up and her body tensed to attack. "You actually know what you are doing now."
"I trained for it, after a good foundation is made it needs to be paired with skill." You commented, your guard was lowered as you moved to bait her. "That is what I was taught while training."
That and how to small talk, only in the beginning and part of mind games.
She nodded, accepting what you had been doing since the last time that we meet.
The two of you ended up standing in front of each other, your loose posture and smiling gave a sharp contrast to her guarded posture and hidden expression under that shield of hers.
And the sword that you took exploded when it clashed with her shield, causing your calm smile to grow into showing teeth as you heard the Amazon give a 'hmmm' of approval. Her spear lunges forward barely broken by what was left from the broken blade as you kicked the shield to drive her backward.
Douchebag passed you the spear to be ignited and thrown to the amazon blocked by the shield and you nailed it with fucking hammer through it and into the armor.
A fast finisher to end this fight already.
Crack!
You underestimated how much of a tough bitch she was as your head was hit by spikes of the morning star and your shield was torn into pieces by a clawed gauntlet hidden by Penthesilea's shield.
The amazon glared through her helmed and took the cracked spear out of her armor with no visible damages from your initial assault beyond a broken shield and some marks in her armor.
And you ended up burning through the weapons that you took in less than 10 minutes, the best chance of victory was lost but that means that you will enjoy this.
Fist ignited you parry her spear, the sound of steel clashing steel sounded more than flesh and steel. Your skin could take it, as you followed by planning how to break that armor. Her body was strong but she can't endure the same amount of damage as yours.
And so you continued, moving forward your flames focused on a singular goal of victory but you had to realize the more that you battle her how much she outclassed on pure skill, your clothes were beginning to be torn from the air displaced of that spear of hers.
You had to catch it to turn this battle around.
But that realization came too late, the idea that you were taken by your enemy and her focus turned on crippling your hands. The friction of the bladed end began to cause screeches as your hands began to bleed from minor scratches, her attacks were filled with brutality and just forces you to keep blocking.
Until you faltered by an instant, you were a little too slow or she was just too fast for you but a single fact ended clear as you saw the spear on her hand moving towards you.
The severing of your hand was imminent.
Something was triggered, the world turned black and white before being painted by a single brilliant orange as the side of your hand touched the spear, the sound didn't exist, the movement was just an illusion all that existed to drive this moment forward was…
[La**n's ***]
The world fixed itself a second later, the color formed around you once again and the sound of your own heartbeat filled your ears, but your attention was on the spear divided into two pieces separated perfectly.
Later, it was going to be something for after this fight ends.
Your left hand on the clawed gauntlet and the right on her, your body barely keeping with her raw strength, your feet deep on the ground barely keep her in place. Being surpassed was an experience, this difference wasn't something that you expected since Ladon you were sure that your body was the best.
And age didn't matter when the difference of species could be surpassed with so many advantages from your side.
By Satan you were so damn wrong as you were losing ground as the earth broke under the queen's strength… humans are so damn interesting!
You grinned.
You unfolded your wing and as she was hit with the realization of your plan you did a wing-clap as she got out of the grapple to block, pushing her claws into the flesh of your wings making you bleed, but she was who made a mistake and you caught her as you closed your wings into the trident form. The confusion was apparent in her body language but you gave her a cheeky smile as your thrusters ignited.
You didn't care about where the down of you crashed as the important part was the Amazon getting most of the damage before finishing her! By you nailing your knee into her helmet breaking the steel but Penthesilea used the recoil to get out of the grip of your wings.
Broken pieces of her armor fell to the floor and for the first time, you saw her face.
Her face was very attractive.
Fits her rocking body perfectly making her look like a warrior princess.
"Come on bitch, do you think that you are enough to beat me without your helm?" You trash talked, your smile was still one hungry for battle and your fist still raised.
Her confusion increased, and keep until you drop kick her in the face making her recoil a few steps, ha! That will teach her to miss her own turn.
"If you are stalling think better come with a good plan to kick my ass!" You smirked your fist was marked with the blood from the nose, first blood of the softer part of her body.
That was a really beautiful smile on her face.
Their battle renewed, but this time you didn't only give your all but learned from her and Penthesilea did the same. She took your moves like a fish and made them better as she gifted you with an even better manner of punching someone by nailing you to the floor with it then you grab her feet and threw her to a pillar.
Rinse and repeat, it feels that you both forgot about why the battle even began as you just enjoyed together with the orgy of violence that was almost like a dance as you both just tried to outclass the other by technique, physique, or sheer tactics in the middle of the battle.
At some point you saw the tenseness in her body finally leave and truly smile, her armor and her weapons were broken, and the arena was just filled with so much scrap and melted steel. It was a complete disaster that surrounded them almost like they had ruined a temple or something sacred to her people but still she could help but smile fully.
It didn't matter the status or some bullshit like that here and now they just were a pair of warriors having the time of their lives fighting and beating the crap out of the other.
"Now that is a truly beautiful smile." You admitted, she was truly a beautiful woman when she wasn't holding back her desires to just have fun.
[Oh shit.]
Your intuition warned you before but you ignored it, a lesser man would have fallen in love with her looks alone but you? You just wanted to have fun like this, as warriors of old as Beowulf told you about.
"…He is going to die." Those words reached your ears from the stands, and multiple murmurs of fear and pity were heard through your heightened senses.
But nothing really compared to the shattered look on Penthesilea's face that quickly made the transition to wrath, hate, and hellfire-like fury. All your instincts were triggered and fear was drowning your brain as dead was materializing in front of you.
"Achilles!"
The sensation was different from Ladon, this feeling of dead was directed to you and only you as you were marked by a sin that couldn't be forgiven by this woman, sanity was left aside for the sake of power, just saying a name as it was a sentence of absolute death to those unlucky enough to be in her path.
You barely moved fast enough to avoid your head being crushed like a watermelon, moving by your Intuition as you saw a wrathful fire in her eyes instead of pupils and irises, just an incarnation of violent dead shaped as a human.
[Descendant of Ares, The Proud and Wrathful Queen Reborn.] Your intuition whispered in an amazed tone.
An aura surrounded her body, a thing coated with pure rage and brutality. It was her tapping into her own life force in a different manner to your flames, it was something that brought out pure power and experienced many life and death battles to the point that she grasped it and force it to obey her will to destroy everyone in front of her.
The time once again moved forward an instant ago you were admiring the power of Penthesilea and the next second you were looking directly at her face from the upside, where are you flying? Your body feels really really light right now and wanted to ask her why was she snarling so much? Wasn't she having so much fun like you?
But you could only vomit blood instead of getting words out of your mouth.
The time began to work again as your mind was hit with the fact that the claws in her arm were driven deep inside you, the defense of your skin was teared up like paper. The claw was ripped out and morning star hit you after driving you to the floor as your body cracked,
There wasn't mercy, she kicked your body back into the air to punch your face in a way that your neck almost snapped as your body crashed and bounced on the floor until the inertia ended.
It was dark, the world was so dark and losing color since that combo.
There were a few holes in your stomach, you could just feel it now as some of your organs/intestines were outside.
Ah, you were getting close to your death.
So close that you were tasting the coppery taste in your mouth, it feels like the cold and the fire of life snuffing off for a second.
It didn't stop the pain, your back feels like it was broken and bleeding, you ruined these clothes too, if you survived your mothers will kill you. Why you were thinking things like that was probably the bloodlust making your conscious hard to focus.
Through the pain you could hear the voice of his teacher, giving him the words of wisdom that he needed to continue.
'Remember Kane, dying is gaaaaayyyyyy!' Beowulf shouted at you with a ghostly tone.
You began to laugh as blood got out your mouth, from a chuckle turning into a full blow of hilarity as the phantom of Beowulf began to give you shit, this was what you needed to recover strength this battle didn't have to have any goal or sense more than just beat the shit of that prissy bitch and then get the fucking reason of why her menstruation came early.
'Punch her in the cunt or I disown you!' The second piece of advice came seconds after and it was the last thing that you needed to get out of the crater.
You smile, the fire inside you was burning even hotter now, and poured one of the Phoenix tears in your gut as the organs shifted back in place your aimed towards the crazed amazon, wings unfolded, and the grin on your face twisted with a mad desire for her.
This was what you wanted, your flames reached the Zenith, and if she was going to give her all you will respond in the same manner.
Peerless technique, that could only be born of hours and hours of pure hard work on only the basics until it reached the point that there wasn't a single flaw in his movements as basics as it were being something executed without a single mistake he was different from months ago where he fought only with instinct and talent alone.
And now the owner was dead, only for a single mistake, a word put him directly on Lord Hades' non-existent mercy.
But Riser just smirked and didn't put this 'camera' of his away, aiming to record this battle.
"The Boss of the Famiglia, Kane Gremory isn't a man that would just surrender like that." The fool the Phenex keeps watching, fully trusting his dead leader to rise again.
Or so she thought until the moment that a sonic explosion blew all the air from the arena to the stands and the image of what should be impossible was engraved in her eyes.
The falling star struck the body of the young Queen of Amazons like the fist of an angry god.
The fire, was so hot that she could feel it from this place just like Helios himself came to deliver divine punishment.
The King that Riser followed, the Boss of the Famiglia, and the Dragon Slayer that was as crazy as he was strong, came back far stronger than before with his fist breaking through the armor of the Queen.
Fearless, his expression only showed a desire for more.
That attack didn't move the queen of the place where she stands.
While the rage eyes of their queen didn't change there was a hint of priority, she was going to kill the devil before doing anything else.
But the devil just moved faster before her Queen even managed to rip his organs into shrews the devil whole was gripping her whole arm with his body and with a twist of his body using a grapple with the legs to take the arm down with him driving the rest of the body of her queen to the floor, head first.
Only for lady, Penthesilea punched the arena with her other hand to stop the collision and punish the devil by slamming the body on her other arm into it.
Only for him to dissipate into flames… no he moved away before her eyes noticed.
A single exchange, far more refined than the previous clash between the two.
It was only the beginning and not a single member of the amazons or the devil kept their voice down as they saw the slugfest begin again.
The smile on the face of the devil didn't change no matter how much pain was inflicted on his body that resolution in his eyes and the fun that he expressed with his mouth didn't change for a second as he had the time of his life putting his life on the line
Dianna decided that even if she preferred her regenerating moron. There wasn't a doubt that Riser had a good leader and hopefully the dragon slayer wouldn't be stupid enough to court the Queen, she will have nightmares if those two bred.
…Shit she just challenged Eris.
Bestial but smart.
That was the realization that you found in this battle, her weakness was found and you found yourself fighting for your life to capitalize it. It was her stamina, her wrath gave her strength but also sap her energy faster, she was fatiguing herself and was losing power constantly.
Her teeth sang into your neck, her clawed gauntlet into your rips, and the nails of her other arm nails on your shoulder, trapping you as she was going to rip open your neck. She couldn't last so she was going to kill you before she was left without the strength to continue.
She underestimated you in this state.
Your left hand reached her ear and grab her head keeping her in place as your other hand formed a fist to hit her other ear. Her balance was broken, you damaged the internal organs of balance and by igniting your foot you kicked her in the chin to cause a paralysis in her legs.
A part of you was ripped off as the Amazon was sent away. Flames cauterized the injury, you will have to use Phoenix Tears so it didn't leave a scar just like all the other marks that she was leaving on your body.
Her weapons were broken, her teeth so sharp that took their pound of your flesh were filled with cracks, pieces of bone were visible on some parts and purple skin was clear that her internals have pulverized in multiple ways, so many of your attacks should have made her passed out like the last one but...
She never looked more formidable and dangerous.
A flurry of blows was exchanged, your skill pushed to the limit to keep up with what was given from her side at incredible speeds that surpassed what you could see and only had the aftertaste of the pain to understand where it came, she had brutality, skill and raw strength that surpassed yours by a good amount, a second was enough for her to deliver three to seven punches that would turn her lesser into a paste of blood on the arena.
It made you improve every blow that you managed to land on her.
Every punch that you managed to connect in this slugging was between two or five hits that she impacted into your flesh, for each small victory from that you managed to acquire, she already would have made you give ground multiple times.
You made every single one of your attacks matter far more than just hitting randomly any part of the body.
The sound of cracking and breaking filled your ears, it was as much as it was yours as it was hers as your skin broke the first of the amazon as she breaks it with her claws and fist bathing your body with your blood and hers, the moments that your burning arms carved through the armor and into the body of the amazon
The burning desire, so much emotion cooling into just pure cold logic while a body that was tempered with training turned into pure bestial might.
You were just a persistent bastard and grabbed the feet and hit the leg that made your brain clash on both sides of your cranium and cripple her ankle.
The sound of bone breaking through the muscle and skin, getting out of the body, and piercing the skin didn't distract you as you head-butted the fist that was going to carve your eyes out giving another injury as you broke that weapon of hers with your face.
Even if she didn't feel any pain it didn't mean that she was immune to damage, during all this she has been keeping getting injured accumulating and forcing her to slow the fuck down, if only because the broken parts slow her.
For a second you saw a second of clarity in her eyes before was pushed away with a roar of pure rage against you.
The cracks were made and your smile continued.
Her broken hand hits once again, you impacted your on hers and didn't care as your skin broke.
Despair and anger that was what you feel the more you fight her, it was met with amusement and matched with a resolution to go beyond death.
You didn't stop and meet all her rage until both of you moved at the same speed.
Piece by piece, both of you were tearing each other, and until the end, you couldn't have in any other way.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh and wet liquid falling, it wasn't something filled with cracking or breaking anymore just wet sounds.
Pain just stopped, you couldn't feel yourself receiving more of it or your arms touching anything.
Then you saw it.
Blood, both were covered with so much blood that you didn't have any idea how any of you were still alive. Your breath was tired and traces of blood was getting out; you could barely force your singular working lung to give you enough oxygen to move your muscles.
You feel something hit your arm, it was Penthesilea… she was still attacking?
You didn't feel it, already lacking any sort of strength in the dislocated arms to counter. You hit her chin with your broken leg barely getting her to move.
This continued for some time, in the process you still heard the voice of Riser and some others supporting you just like most of the amazons keep giving words of complete support to their Queen to make sure that she breaks you.
You heard a sound and with your barely working eyes saw how she fell to the floor first, the smile that you kept on your face broke as you didn't hold back the blood gushing out your throat.
Vomit and blood came out from your mouth, your mouth just tasted like copper and your flames already were snuffed out a long time ago.
You dropped after, only the sheer vitality of your body was keeping you conscious and even then you see Penthesilea looking at you in the same way that didn't even truly saw you as her opponent but another.
Sheer pure spite restored your conscience.
"You still are a damn fucking warrior act like that for a freaking second and look at me instead of another bitch." Were the words the only ones that came out of your mouth since you used your Hyper mode.
Only there was that she began to regain her wisdom, she finally reached the eye of the storm.
"You aren't Aquilles." It annoyed you those words, for some reason it made you angry that she was thinking about another while kicking your ass? "Why?"
'Why you called me beautiful?' That was the thing that she truly asks you.
"You are an absolute moron if you believed that I said that because I saw your face." Your snarky comeback made itself apparent and with a snort as you coughed a little blood.
Penthesilea still gave you her attention and wanted you to continue.
"You had fun." It was something that really cost you to earn from her. "That was why it was an amazing manner of smiling, you stopped of looking me down and fought against me as an equal at that point."
It reminds you of your own training with Beowulf, just much better when it was real instead of practice.
"Polishing skill sharpened through the meaning of war, a body tempered through training and battles to the death, the experience of a whole lifetime that continuously broke any prediction mine…" You had fun there, for the first time your triumph card was broken by someone. "It was so great and amazing, then you began to smile making this a memorable battle you respect me and I did the same." You wished that you didn't fucked up.
But what the freaking hell, you still had fun fighting for your life.
"It was an excellent battle, the hardest that I ever had." And you didn't lie on this one, your body feel like shit but was the best that you had. "I guess, that we can't repeat this? At least for a time, it was a good experience."
"Do what you want to battle even more?" Heh, did she really need to ask?
"You took my… everything and laughed in my face with that look in your eyes! Then I knew your philosophy is the same as mine." You smiled with sincerity, it feels like stretching a bruise as hell but the laughter and happiness took the pain away. "It was amazing! I didn't expect it and almost finish me if I didn't break your weapons first."
You smiled through the pain for this, the moment that you lived for was when your flames and soul reaches the extreme of the maximum and infinite sky.
"I want to fight with you until the inside of my heart is filled with flames." That was how you feel fighting her. "This is the battle I desired."
Who said that Berserkers lose their skill in rage deserves their brains splatter the ground, fuckers didn't know shit.
"Putting your life in the line is how the blood pumps the best!" That is how you wanted to live and nothing will change that this is a glorious day.
"I-I think that I 'get' it Beowulf jr."
…
…
"Come again?" You hope that it was the brain damage that made you hear this wrong or else there are going to be words.
"You are a good warrior Beowulf jr." There wasn't a mistake in her words, the bitch didn't know your name.
"My name is Kane." Your energy was restored with wrath and spite burned. "You seriously didn't even know my name!?"
"Beowulf called you that." Was a weak defense, you glared hard.
"Is a nickname because his descendants keep disappointing him and I didn't!" You shouted at her, this insult should make you snap but it does! "I through that you respect me enough to at least ask Riser my name!"
"Why do you even care about this?!" Oh now, she makes herself the victim!?
"It's basic courtesy to know the name of who you will kill if you had some gram of respect for them!" You practically shouted but didn't thing for a second that didn't sound like you were drowning in your own blood, but still didn't give a shit! You are shouting at this bitch! "What the hell is wrong with you!? I am feeling like shit for an easy mistake that you made and you didn't even know who I was!"
"I don't understand why you put so much weight on it!" What type of uncultured bitch doesn't respect warrior duty of remembering the name of strong enemies!?
"Is important for me!" Was one of the first things that Beowulf taught you. "Come here! I am going to headbutt you until you don't forget the name Kane Gremory."
It was stupid, this was truly something stupid beyond belief as you feel triggered by an easy to correct a misconception, your hyper mode left a bad state in your mind. So you forced yourself to get calm and tranquility into your mind because fuck it.
At this point, it didn't really even matter!
"You know what, fuck it." It was too tiring to be angry on a post-battle heart-to-heart.
"…Ka-" She wanted to say something.
"Fuck it." You repeat yourself. "We both misunderstood and made mistakes, next time we battle we would have to fix this shit."
"You want to fight again?" You feel that she narrowed her eyes, you wouldn't know from your position but it feels like that. "After I lost the control?"
"Bullshit, learn how to channel that berserker mode of yours and we can have another great battle." This isn't going to be something that you will call victory your body laid broken. "Who knows we may even end killing that other guy that pissed you off."
You had the feeling that you managed to catch her full attention so you continued.
"I don't know the situation well, and instead of thinking I want to fight even more like this he insulted you and spit on your culture." And cucked you from a good battle, fuck that guy. "So he pretty much fucked with me, and left a sour taste in what was a very fun match."
"So fuck that guy." You declared with every gram of your being.
"You aren't calling me beautiful anymore." She commented.
"My mothers raised me better than that, I will not disrespect you and say that word again until you tell me that I can." Banter is one thing, disrespecting her out of combat was another.
Also… you wanted something more.
"I am a greedy devil I can't help but want to see that smile next time and the time after that." It was a beautiful treasure that only you could see and even as she was bathed on blood was one the most beautiful things ever. "Ha! I want to see it every single time that we meet from now onwards."
"Do you even know what you asking for?" The incredulity was palpable in the end you were who was the worst of the two.
"Yup." You were absolutely sure what you were saying as the darkness began to spread in your vision.
You were passing out, the pressure on your body, the damage received, the sheer amount of fatigue as the result of pushing your flames to the limit, the emotional fatigue… all that you can think about was basically something that was pushed to the point that you needed to rest without any manner of avoiding it now.
So you smiled at her, your last words were something that always was the sincerest emotion that you could give.
"Because I am just the greediest of all."
Penthesilea spits a bored sigh as she thought about the words of this fool. At this moment, she remembered their first meeting, she wondered what happened to him after he left the battlefield, a difference of him she couldn't rest the pain was just too much to pass out.
He was a foolish man, she decided as there wasn't a single man who could compare in that aspect in this or her former life. Not only did he recklessly charge against the dragons but also against her with two burning fist, but he also stood up against people stronger than he was without caring about his injuries for the sake of a victory that couldn't be grasped until he made it possible.
He was strange.
But he was a brave man, those words of his appeared inside of her mind unexpectedly. She wondered if there ever was a person who said those words to her so aggressively but straightforwardly. She didn't remember seeing a person who would fight and take all that can do in her rage before for the sake of getting her smile, never once did she remembers fear coming from his body. Yet, she thought he truly was a foolish person that could control himself… she didn't dislike his personality.
He was not that bad, at least, he was better than her, he took a stand in what he believed, while she just raged like an animal without doing anything to change from that instant.
Such an Irritable man making her feel like this.
She was envious that she could rest as calm as he was through her own injuries.
She didn't know if she felt admiration and respect for him or if she felt annoyance, she didn't understand.
"Fight again?" That was something that she wanted to do too.
It made her feel warm.
You were covered from the feet to head on pure bandages, your familiar made a good set of full-body bandages while you were unconscious. Maybe... just maybe you should threaten the mimic a little better.
By Riser's word, you ended up sleeping for 22 hours… so basically Penthesilea hit you so much that it was a whole month coma in your perspective. There weren't doubts in your mind that she was a damn fine woman, that could kick ass and take names like no tomorrow, your fractured skeleton was proof that she wasn't someone to take lightly but in the end, you gave as much as you took as the Amazon ended eating a golden apple to walk.
You weren't that lucky, so Riser gave you some Phoenix tears to drink periodically.
"Are you alright boss?" Riser's question was stupid, it hurts your pride that he was helping you to walk back to the underworld but only a fool rejects help.
"I feel like shit, don't ask stupid questions." Your head hurts and the internal bleeding was something that needed to get used.
It was probably that the endurance and vitality of a dragon slayer that you weren't dead already, still worth it as besides sex this was the most enjoyable experience that you had with a woman.
Shit, you are turning into Beowulf.
"…Are you paying attention?" Riser asked you but considering that you didn't have enough attention you had to improvise an answer.
You vomited blood instead, it wasn't necessary but fuck it! It was much better than some awkward silence if Riser figured out that you were ignoring him.
"Master Kane! You need another Phoenix's Tear." Well, if Riser was offering? You will drink it with gusto, a few things on your spine moved and weren't as effective as they would if you waited a day or two to consume it.
Well, overdose never killed anyone.
"My organs are moving back to their place, the contractions… are causing very uncomfortable results." It was true from a point of view; you will need a lot of tears to heal from this battle. "How did she even manage to almost liquate my organs?" It was an interesting technique.
"I don't know Dianna hasn't told me about it." At least Riser caught the hint.
"Make sure to do right to that amazon, I will not accept anything less from you." You fought a damn fucking Queen for your bro and if he doesn't do shit there are going to be words alongside with your burning fist inside his ass to the point of exploding his organs. "If she has a queen like Penthesilea and chooses you then she has seen a worth in you that must be something that you must never lose on your side."
"…You are the second person on telling me something like that today." Riser had an amused smile on his face, like he knew something… but you are too hurt to care. "What are you planning to do after this?"
"Who knows?" You first have to heal and then get faster as Penthesilea showed you that your reflexes weren't the best. "My goal is to fight her again once I became strong."
"You aren't strong enough already?" He was curious, apparently still thinks like other devils. "You clashed against the queen and lived to tell the tale."
"When is enough? Maybe when I stop of dreaming." If you ever do that would only be because you made reality was much better anyway. "Riser how did you feel about being in my shoes?"
"I… Honestly don't know Master Kane, you always do so much…" Hah! Riser is being silly. "I just want to enjoy my harem and have a bunch of sex." He admitted, that his ambition was just that simple.
"That is good, you have to choose your own dream too." You wanted to be greater and he enjoy his life the best.
It wasn't a half-bad dream that he follows.
"Don't you regret helping me?" By Satan he really needs help, the moron still doesn't get it.
"Hell no, you are a member of my Famiglia Riser." Your answer came fast and if you had the strength you would have hit him for being so stupid. "Even if you aren't part of my peerage or Pillar there isn't a way that your battles aren't my battles." Riser always needs to be reminded that any member of the Famiglia is someone worth of fight for.
"Riser… I don't understand boss." He admitted it at least.
"If I abandoned you because some silly things like your goals or actions end breaking one or two of my limbs I wouldn't be capable of dying in peace." You didn't really care much about what your Famiglia do, only that they lived as they wanted and dreamed as they wanted. "Friends are a family that one chooses and you are part of mine."
And for that, you had to get stronger, so strong that you could cover all your Famiglia under your aegis without fail.
"But yeah, I will need some Phoenix Tears before I am back for more." Your body was just that fucked up. "I doubt that you will want clean my ass after I took a shit."
"Not even I am that loyal, Master Kane." Riser laughed at your situation.
You were serious, your muscle control was fucked at the moment and barely could move your fingers individually.
…
You had a bad feeling that many will abuse this when you return home.
Battle done, with my last Breath before sleeping I curse Rovos! And the Dice roller that has it for Kane and Penthesilea! Stop fucking crit the willpower rolls you pair of morons! Now back to the seriousness, Kane crit on Ladon saved his ass because without his Anti-Ladon technique Pent would just destroy him.
