Supreme Magus

the Banshee and was willing to do anything in order to spend eternity with him.

“Now your cousin belongs to me in mind and body.
It’s thanks to her if I managed to lure you with the pathetic excuse of your dying mother.
It’s thanks to her that I got access to the arrays’ control room.”

“You are lying.” Jirni said, but her voice lacked conviction.

House Myrok was too hold and powerful to fall without an inside helper.

Also, now everything made sense.
Why Vastor had failed to save Jirni’s mother, why he hadn’t even bothered contacting her, and why Dyta had rushed Jirni to come there in the middle of the night.

“I’m not.” Orpal gloated too much for it to just be a lie.
“Thanks to my steed, the entire mansion is shrouded by my personal array, Full Domain! It allows energy to get in, but nothing can get out.”

After losing to Lith, Orpal had realized the huge flaw of Sealed Space that had caused his defeat.
Limiting the flow of world energy limited Orpal’s power as well and neutralized Moonlight.

Without dimensional magic, Lith’s superior strength tipped the scales beyond saving and without world energy, his steed was just a pretty crystal statue.
Full Domain solved all such problems, fueling Orpal’s powers while keeping his prey from escaping and calling for reinforcements.

“You should be honored to die at the hand of a powerful mage who possesses a legendary tower.
Something that not even my dear brother owns.” Being superior to Lith made the Dead King walk on air, especially after his recent breakthrough into the blue core.

“But first, I want to have some fun with you.
I put so much effort into this hunt, I worked so hard that I deserve to play a bit with my prey.” Orpal got off Moonlight, walking toward Jirni who stepped back until she hit the wall.

“I’ve heard a lot about you from Deirus.
As his master, it’s my duty to fulfill the dying wish of a loyal servant.
Am I right?” His Davross-coated hand grabbed the collar of her shirt and pulled.

Jirni grabbed his wrist, trying to twist it and using her other hand to strike at Orpal’s nerves.
Yet he was too strong and hitting the Black Rose armor only made her fingers bleed.

The Dead King tore her deep violet Archon overcoat and her white shirt with ease, as if he was just unwrapping a gift.
The magic of his armor was too powerful compared to Orion’s Featherwalker armor, especially with Moonlight standing right next to him.

“Gods, Deirus was right.” Orpal’s pupils dilated in excitement, a lustful grin on his face as he stared at Jirni’s pale skin and her soft bosom.

Between her rigorous training and Lith’s rejuvenation, her body didn’t look one day past thirty.
Jirni wasn’t the most beautiful woman Orpal had ever seen by a long shot.
Yet after haunting his dreams for so long, after the humiliation she had inflicted upon him, she was the one he desired the most.

Orpal grinned from ear to ear in anticipation to see the rest.

The fact that she wore a sports bra disappointed him, but only for a second.
More clothes also meant more time to play.
The Dead King kept tearing her clothes from top to bottom, feeling his arousal grow the more she struggled.

Jirni’s eyes were still defiant, but now that only the sports underwear still covered her, they became veiled with tears of frustration.
She refused to cry or beg, but she had exhausted all the cards in her hand.

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