Coming upon the dead bodies of her siblings, Baylee dropped to her knees. Her eyes and mouth wide with shock, she remained motionless for an hour or so before her mind finally began to accept the reality in front of it.
'What happened here?' Through teary eyes, she stared at their corpses, half burnt where the gun had shot through their bodies. Alongside them were many n and a handful of won, every single one of whom Baylee recognized in an instant. 'D-don't tell …'
Piecing things together one by one, she figured sothing was wrong before her siblings were murdered and given the fact that they were body naked while the others had their clothes burned into their skins, it didn't take her long to find out exactly what had transpired.
"owri…It has to be her." Knowing the owner of the inn better than anyone else, Baylee was certain that the cat-girl had sothing to do with the situation, especially since the group of outlaws lying on her sibling's body reminded her a lot of the pirates who would bid and tire themselves on the priest's family.
The sound of approaching steps from behind echoed inside her head. She listened to it closely with her eyes still fixated on the bodies of her siblings. Only ever breaking eye contact as the woman behind her began to yell, did Baylee turn around to face the loud-mouthed cat.
"Oh co on, as if you cared about them! Now help find that girl who did this to my place and I'll give you free drinks and everything else you want for a whole week!" Glaring down into the eyes of the aggrieved sister, owri couldn't believe the pain reflected in Baylee's eyes.
She knew the spirit puppeteer had kept her siblings away from prostitution and raised them by selling her body in her inn, and yet being an opportunistic woman, owri had sold them off the first chance that she'd gotten.
Taking a step back at the unexpected grief of the oldest sister of the deceased, owri held her hands forward to keep Baylee at a distance.
"Look, sister…" Stopping at the edge of the first stair leading down, she tried to force a somber look in her sharp eyes. "It wasn't my fault that they died, you know I wouldn't do that to them. J-just help find that girl and both of us can have our revenge!"
In from one and out from the other, Baylee couldn't care less about whatever deal the cat-girl had to offer. Slowly up to her feet, her hand outstretched, the spirit puppeteer forced the demi-human to grab her own throat. Still weeping over the loss of her siblings, Baylee squeezed her fingers and in turn the cat girl was forced to do the sa.
"W–WAIT–UAGGH!" With the cracking sound of her throat, owri's heart sank like an anker all the while her body with a rush with a chill cold enough to numb the pain shooting throughout her body.
Feeling her eyes slowly beginning to bulge out of their sockets, she watched on in horror as Baylee moved closer and in turn, her body skidded backwards. Holding onto so control of herself, she tore through her boots and sank her claws into the wooden floor, and yet with the woman in front deadset on killing her, owri's paws kept clawing at the edge of the staircase.
Barely held by her toes, she ca face to face with the woman whom she'd taken far too much for granted.
Staring into her eyes, Baylee thought of nothing but what she wanted to do to the demi-girl.
"I've heard the pigs will eat anything as long as it's inside their pen and can't fight," smiling faintly at owri, Baylee glanced over her shoulder and whispered to herself. "I wonder if that fall can cripple you enough for them?"
"B-Bay-Baylee, j-just listen to okay?! D-don't do this! I'll give you everything you want, I-I sw-swear!" Looking back into the eyes of the begging woman, the smile on Baylee's face dropped in an instant.
In its place was a grimace on her lips and a hint of rage in her eyes. Moving her head right next to the furry ears of the demi-girl, she brushed her offer off and instead spoke in a whisper.
"I'm gonna make you jump from her again and again and even if you have to drag yourself up with your broken legs, I'm gonna make sure every bone in your body has crumbled to dust. That way, whatever agony you experience from being eaten alive can't be worse than having every bone in your body broken."
The re thought of crawling up the stairs with broken legs only to throw herself back down the steps was enough to shatter the remaining pride of the cat-girl, and thus with a look most somber, she began to beg.
"M-MORE, BAYLEE! ANYTHING YOU WAN–" However, she couldn't beg for long, for Baylee was tired of hearing her voice and just threw her down the stairs.
Hitting the back of her head against the step and then continuing to fall with no control of her body to prevent further injury, owri's body crushed its bones upon its own weight. Screaming through the pain, her voice alone sent everyone else still left in the building rushing right out.
They feared the girl's return and didn't spare a second to look towards the staircase to find out what exactly was going on.
"AGHH! THISS HURRTTT! MY HAND IS BROKEN! BITTCHHHH!!!" Crying like a little girl and even cursing out her torntor, owri tried to touch the injured spot on her head. However, with her hand caught under her own weight, a ligant of her right arm was torn off, making her arm dangle lifelessly to her side.
Hit with the realization that her hand was already gone, she looked at it with a tremble in her eyes.
"N-no way…" She whispered before slowly looking up at Baylee.
Staring back at the catgirl, the spirit puppeteer slowly began to descend down the steps. The sound of her boots echoed in owri's ears, each a haunting gonk heralding her encroaching death.
"We're not done yet, pussy cat~" Whistling her way down the steps, Baylee kept staring into the catgirl's eyes, showing her exactly what her grim reaper looked like.
A hundred and two falls, a hundred and three, two hundred and four, and the count ca to an end.
Note: As promised, Arc 3 truly begins!
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