Saint Regalia Private dical Hospital, Northeast Europe.
Due to the intense battle between a superhero and two supervillains, chaos erupted as massive portions of concrete from the building crumbled and fell. Given that the brutal clash had lasted less than 15 minutes, local authorities were still desperately trying to evacuate the periter, with no official action yet taken by the Hero Association.
However, the result of the battle seed already decided. The voluptuous superhero, whom not many individuals recognized due to her lack of PR, was watching helplessly as a massive, dark spear ford in the air above her.
’N-no,’ Volta thought. She looked towards the grinning villains, stretching her hands out, only to realize that her raw kinetic ability was sealed completely—she felt absolutely nothing when she tried to activate it. Her hot veins ran cold.
Realizing that one of the two villains possessed the rare ability to completely seal soone’s power, she understood the terrifying extent of her vulnerability. Even after trying to force the energy to manifest, her tight spandex remained still; there was nothing.
And as for the villains?
They grinned wickedly while yelling together, "You’ll break before we do!"
Swish! The dark spear shot directly at her from their hands. It hurtled towards Ytrisia, moving fast enough to catch her completely off guard, delivering the cold ssage that this was her final mont. Her flickering erald eyes widened in sheer shock.
’I... shouldn’t have let my guard—’
SWOOSH!
Even before she could complete her own desperate thought, she suddenly felt a strange, rippling sensation near her body. Her entire form seed to lose gravity, balancing in thin air as a brilliant green-colored light wrapped intimately around her lush curves, as if a dinsional ability had passed right through her.
’!’
BOOM!
"Haah, what?"
Even the deafening sound of the collision ca delayed, as the lethal spear that had been aid at her chest violently collided with the concrete where she had just been standing.
Yet, instead of feeling the agonizing pain of a spear embedded in her chest, she found herself completely unhard, looking down at the chaotic scene from a third-person perspective. Blinking in heavy confusion, she looked down and realized she was suspended securely in soone’s strong arms, noticing the dizzying height beneath her.
"I must say, you should go on a diet, Ytrisia..." ca a dark, velvety voice that caused her gaze to snap towards the face of the man holding her. Her breath hitched, her eyes widening as she instantly recognized his handso, arrogant features.
However, upon eting his gaze, she noticed his line of sight shifting downward. She narrowed her eyes as she saw him—despite holding her effortlessly in a romantic princess carry—staring shalessly at the heavy, heaving swell of her breasts spilling over her plunging neckline, before he casually added, "...Forget that, can’t afford to have so adverse effect on this fat."
"...." Darithi, who stood stiffly beside him, looked at her own hands and then back at her master, her chest rising and falling as she was clearly taken aback. She had definitively sensed the use of a high-tier dinsional ability, but she had never seen him awaken such powers.
However, the shocking issue was not just him suddenly using that ability; it was sothing far more complicated.
She turned her gaze to the beautiful woman affiliated with the Hero Association, who possessed the exact sa ability her master had just casually used.
"H-how did you—" Sugar felt her whole body go numb. Her deep ruby eyes turned towards Cruxius as raw disbelief and deep confusion began to drown her in shock. She couldn’t understand how he was able to perfectly steal and use her signature ability.
Even though after arriving, she had been prepared to save that voluptuous woman—who was definitely Volta, a superhero affiliated with the Blac corporation—Sugar was now far more concerned that Cruxius Blac had just flawlessly executed her own power.
She was beyond shocked, her heart hamring against her ribs, wanting nothing more than to know how this was possible, acutely aware that in her past life, he did not possess any superpowers. Instead, he was supposed to be just a simple, manipulative human.
However, before she could finish her spiraling thoughts, Ytrisia interrupted.
"What are you doing HERE!?" Ytrisia’s eyes widened, her husky voice flickering with genuine shock as she saw none other than Cruxius standing there, completely unarmored in a place where two deadly A-rank supervillains were actively hunting.
He had just recklessly endangered his own life by arriving there. Her athyst pupils flickered towards his calm face, utterly confused by his apparent foolishness, her soft body tense against his hard chest.
"...Shouldn’t you have more things to be confused about?" Cruxius said smoothly, looking down at Ytrisia in his arms. He chuckled, his deep chest vibrating against her breasts, noting that the very first thing she needed to say—even in this highly vulnerable condition—was not to ask how he had pulled off such a heroic entry, nor to complain about his distasteful, teasing remarks about her boobs, but rather to worry about his own safety.
"What?" Ytrisia narrowed her gaze, clearly confused by his words. She looked at his infuriatingly handso smirk and then at her surroundings, finally noticing that they were now standing high on the hospital’s secured rooftop.
’Was it her?’ Ytrisia glanced beside him at a stunning woman whom she recognized instantly as a superhero affiliated with the Hero Association. It was Sugar—who was also her senior on campus, looking breathtaking in her tight, professional attire.
’What a perfect chance,’ Cruxius thought lazily while holding Ytrisia close. He savored the undeniable softness of her hot skin and the heavy, yielding weight of her curves molding perfectly into his muscular arms, clearly wanting to utilize this intimate mont just a bit more.
He definitely didn’t mind taking full advantage of the situation, or the highly confused woman currently pressed flush against his groin.
His large hands road subtly around her latex suit; the material was so skin-tight and frictionless that he could practically feel the feverish heat of her bare skin beneath it. If nothing else, the spandex gave him a beautifully firm grip as he slowly slid his hand towards her plush side, his long fingers mapping the dip of her waist. At the very least, with the rough pad of his finger, he pressed deliberately into the soft under-curve of her breast—
It was incredibly soft, plump, and yielding enough to evoke a heavy twitch in his own groin due to the highly erotic sensation, especially considering the cold night breeze that fluttered her purple hair and hardened her peaks against his arm.
"They are coming," Ytrisia, blissfully unaware of the dark, lustful intentions of the man who had just saved her, looked away towards the direction of those two villains, who were clearly sprinting towards their new position. Given that she now saw the presence of Sugar here, who was also an elite S-rank hero like her, she felt a strong sense of safety, but still wanted to urgently inform him.
"Oh yeah? Sugar, can you stop those villains?"
Cruxius tilted his head lazily, sending a dark, charming wink at the woman who seed to be looking back at him without even blinking.
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