The small figure blocking Ashley was none other than Amber!
“You can’t leave!”
The black-haired loli mustered all her courage and desperately hugged Ashley’s waist, her fingers digging in tight as she slid her butt downward to anchor herself.
“Oh? Do you want to die?”
A cold voice fell from above, followed by a finger pressing against her chin, forcing it upward.
Though the nail’s edge was neatly rounded, the force behind it still caused Amber a twinge of pain.
The fingertip merely pressed lightly on her throat, and she could barely breathe. Her little face flushed hot and swollen, veins threading through it, her trembling, labored gasps sounding like sobs.
The two lolis were about the same height, with Ashley slightly taller, and Amber’s downward anchoring put her in a lower position. Thus, the blue-haired loli loomed over the black-haired one, suppressing her with a cold glare that radiated intense pressure!
“Your little head will explode like a watermelon and spray everywhere, brains splattering every inch of the ceiling. Your mom and dad won’t ever see your face again—there’ll only be a dog-gnawed hole left.”
Ashley spoke in an extremely cold, ruthless tone, her beautiful pupils dilated to the limit, her expression crazed and eerie.
“I… I bet your gun has no bullets!” Amber’s voice trembled, the edges of her pupils quivering in extreme fear.
“Hah?”
Her tone carried mockery and derision.
Strangely, this perilous struggle unfolded while they were locked in a tight embrace.
Their gazes crossed, breaths mingling, like wild beasts circling at close range.
Ashley felt the violent shudders transmitted through their clothes. She was shaking so badly—it was clear how terrified Amber was inside—yet she still clung with all her might, refusing to let go.
Crystal-clear tears flowed silently, tracing two shining lines down her cheeks. Amber’s voice cracked with sobs as she trembled:
“I-I absolutely won’t let you step over my teacher! I’ll stop you even if I die!”
What a nuisance, this dumb loli…
So heavy and unyielding… can’t shake her off…
Due to neglect, ample sun exposure, and a lack of healthy food, Ashley was already slimmer than loli peers her age. Amber, from a well-off family, had never lacked for food or clothing and regularly trained in riding and combat, giving her excellent physical condition. If Ashley hadn’t scared her so thoroughly, it wasn’t certain who would have the upper hand—and Ashley’s gun truly had no bullets.
“Well… done…”
Letisia, sprawled on the ground by the door with her long body twisted like a hemp rope, squeezed out intermittent words from her throat.
Crack… pop…
Terrifying sounds of bones misaligning came from her body. From the shapes and positions of the joints propping up her flesh, most were reverse-jointed and inhuman, as if a monster lurked beneath her skin, sending chills down the spine!
Ashley inwardly cried out in alarm. The Trial Judge was still in a disordered state, but signs like flexing knuckles, rolling eyeballs, heaving chest, and twitching muscles suggested she was trying to control her disordered body!
In theory, it was possible. Disorder scrambled neural signals—for instance, intending to move a finger might flex the knee instead. Rebuilding body movement habits could reconnect the wires.
But it was easy to say, incredibly hard to do—practically impossible!
“Kids these days are terrifying… If my ability were destructive… you might’ve taken me out already…”
“Hey, hey, don’t creak like that!”
Ashley’s scalp tingled. The woman moved like a robot or a marionette controlled by supernatural forces, her muscles and joints stiffly contracting, extending, and rotating. She actually began to stand up slowly!
“Teacher! Waaah…” Amber choked up in excitement and shouted, “I’ve got her! I’ve caught Ashley Jenkins!”
“Very good. As expected of my disciple.”
Then, the woman made an elegant gesture, spreading her hands outward.
Suddenly, her ivory-white, delicate arm skin split open. What emerged wasn’t fat, muscle, or tendons, but a dense array of triangular crystalline bone particles stacked in formation!
Silvery gelatinous cells flowed between them, thick and heavy like mercury!
Between the ulna and radius of her forearm, a blade shaped like a snake-tail iris leaf snapped open with a ‘pop,’ its edge gleaming with eerie blue light.
Creak—
With a sharp friction that pierced the eardrums, her high heels scraped a blinding trail of sparks on the ground. Her long, shapely legs kicked off powerfully, Achilles tendons stretched taut like a cheetah’s!
Ashley’s pupils contracted sharply. In her vision, the massive, heavy human form lunged right at her in an instant!
She raised her hand and fired repeatedly—bang bang bang bang!
But only transparent water droplets shot from her fingertips—rain from last night’s skylight.
The water bullet had only enough power for cockroaches; before touching, it was blasted into mist by the high-pressure airflow.
A chill hit her chest as Letisia’s palm pressed against it, the narrow blade piercing through her ribs and into the steaming organ.
“Ha… ha…”
Ashley let out desperate gasps, her little face contorting in agony. Pain seeped into her chest; the wound first felt cold, then burning hot. Bloody foam irritated her throat, surging from her mouth with violent coughs.
Damn…
…Got done in…
Her consciousness finally gave out. In her final moments, her mind, will, and self began to disintegrate, peeling away piece by piece to merge into the world…
…
…
This dream was clearer than any before.
