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The third wiggled his hips in mock seduction. "You sure you ca to save the queen, pretty boy? Or maybe you like wearing that tight armor to get our attention?"
Behind him, a frogkin with enormous lips and green saggy skin wiggled his stubby fingers. "Ooooh, can I lick his ass, Master? Just a little? He looks crunchy." He licked his lips twice, eyes locked on Kai’s waist. "You know I like n, and this one slls like he lifts rocks for breakfast." (Note: Let’s call him G-frog)
The other frogkin recoiled. "Disgusting! shut your sli-hole! Always thinking about licking man. Don’t you have anything else to do?"
"Don’t be jealous. So of us are born with taste. And that..." G-frog pointed both webbed hands at Kai’s muscular fra, "...this guy is ten. I will make him my partner."
Kai’s eyes twitched and body shivered.
The Frog-Man chuckled with rotting delight, still regenerating where burns smoked off his limbs. "Let them have their fun. The arrogant ones always taste the best when they cry. I will watch when you lick him."
G-frog gets shy, "Master..."
Another frogkin croaked loudly. "We’ll break his limbs in front of the queen! Maybe she’ll beg for a turn with you, master!"
More laughter followed—sloppy, wet, screeching like rusted hinges drowning in sewage. One started hopping in circles like a dented jester.
But Kai didn’t move.
He stood tall, face blank, silver-white hair blowing faintly as heat from his body rose like steam. His gaze swept the battlefield again, cold and calculating. There were broken bodies everywhere—torn limbs, twisted exoskeletons, shattered armor. A battlefield soaked in the scent of failure and blood.
His eyes locked on the five battered assassin ants. They were shaking but unbroken.
Then on Akayoroi, barely breathing. Her legs dangled like snapped silk.
He just tilted his head, eyes half-lidded in supre boredom. "Six clowns and a bloated circus master. All that’s missing is the tent."
The frogkin paused. Then one burped.
Another hissed, "What’d you say?"
"I said," Kai sighed, cracking his knuckles, "your jokes are older than your swamp breath. I’ve t dead beasts with more personality."
"Oooooh, he’s got a tongue!" one croaked.
Kai shrugged. "It’s called a brain. You’d be shocked what evolves when you don’t breed with your cousins."
They snarled.
The fourth frogkin stomped forward, spit flying. "We’ll tear off your limbs and feed ’em to the queen while you watch!"
Kai blinked slowly. "You sure? Because your front tooth is already trying to escape your mouth like it’s ashad of you."
"GRRAAAAH—!"
The fifth frogkin grabbed his hamr, veins bulging..But Kai ignored him. Instead, he sent a silent command through the soul link.
Kai [Soul Link]: "Azhara. Are you okay?"
A few seconds passed.
Then a breathless but stable response ca,
Azhara [Soul Link]: "I’m fine, Sir. Bruised, not broken. Maybe 200 ters southwest of you."
Kai nodded to himself, muscles relaxing slightly.
Kai [Soul Link]: "Good. Co to . Stay low. I’m going to clean the pond. When you are back, take out so. My aura is low."
He returned his focus to the six frogkin still barking insults, still puffing their chests and showing off weapons like they hadn’t just watched him teleport mid-air and rescue a queen mid death.
He took a slow step forward."System, Check my aura, show how much I got. I can’t beat all them without my skills."
[Ding! System notifications -
Aura: 200/4000
Aura Regen: Slow
Star Cores: 0
Passive Buffs: Predator’s Instinct, Adaptive Armor, Antenna Sensory Boost]
"Tch." Kai scowled internally.
"That Rift gate drained more than I thought. If I waste aura now, I’m stuck swinging claws like a drunk man."
He cracked his neck with a tallic pop, stepping forward slowly. The frogs kept laughing. But sothing changed. Kai’s posture shifted.
He flexed his fists, calculating. If he picked one target... took them fast, devoured the core then he’d restore so aura and get a better grip on the situation.
His eyes slowly swept the line of frogkin again. They were still mocking. Still bouncing. Still yelling things about licking his ass and spooning him with sli.
Then Kai spotted him. The biggest mouth. The idiot with a tongue that didn’t stop.
His hands clenched slowly. The predator within stirred. And then, he pointed at G-Frog.
"You," Kai said flatly.
The frogkin blinked. "Yes, Daddy—?"
"YOU!" Kai pointed, voice sharp as a thrown blade. "Shut up. You’re the first to die. You scumbag, you want to lick ? Go to the underworld and lick your grandfather."
The laughter stopped. "HUH!?"
"I an it." Kai flexed his neck. "You talk too much. And your tongue’s spent more ti outside your mouth than your brain has inside your skull."
G-Frog narrowed his eyes. "Are you homophobic?!"
Kai tilted his head. "No. I’m just allergic to idiots."
The slouch of mockery vanished. His back straightened. His head tilted. His arms went loose, like chains uncoiling.
His aura shifted from calm to predatory. Not in loud bursts, but in quiet, pulsing certainty.
Even without speaking, the battlefield began to feel... heavier. G-Frog opened his mouth for another quip, but the words got caught in his throat.
Kai’s pupils sharpened into slits. Blood-red.
[Ding! Target locked.
G-Frog: Rank 4★ Mutation Type: Lust Toad.]
"He’s the slowest. His skin is thick but soft. If I claw through the jaw and rip the gland beneath the tongue, he’ll go limp in five seconds."
"And if I eat fast. I will recover so aura before the rest realize I’m serious."
Kai’s thoughts were cold. Precise. He glanced at G-Frog one last ti. "Ti to shut your bad mouth."
"YOU DARE!?" G-frog replied.
Kai’s eyes narrowed, pupils contracting to slits. His entire posture changed.
Predatory. asured. Focused.
A ripple of invisible pressure flooded the tunnel like a drop of blood in shark-infested waters.
Even the other frogkin stumbled back.
"W-Wait, master... he’s looking at ... why’s he looking at like that!? Why am I feeling fear from him?"
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