Shin watched, satisfied that both of them had recovered their power. Then he nodded, praising Lilel, because she was giving him a look demanding compliments.

Still, they had no time to waste; they needed to rest, so they would be ready for the battle tomorrow.

"Alright, that’s enough for tonight," Shin said, his tone turning serious and focused. "We should all go to sleep. We need to wake up in the morning fully recovered and ready for battle."

"Okay," both of them agreed.

Arlo went to find his own room, and Shin also lay down on the first bed he found. However, not much longer, Lara appeared, wearing absolutely nothing, her absurdly sexy body completely exposed.

And without a world, she climbed into his bed.

Lara slipped under the covers without a word, her completely naked body pressing firmly against Shin’s side.

Her massive breasts squished softly against his chest, while her thick thighs and wide hips molded tightly to him. The heat of her smooth, curvy body was overwhelming.

Shin’s cock instantly hardened, throbbing against her belly. Lara felt it immediately and let out a small, embarrassed gasp, her cheeks turning bright red.

"What are you doing?" Shin asked, voice low and strained.

"I... I would feel much more comfortable sleeping with you," she whispered shyly, hugging him even tighter. Her enormous soft tits pressed harder into him as she clung close.

Feeling horny and thinking this meant she wanted something more, Shin shifted his position. She pushed her even closer, his left hand finding its way to grab her fat, perfect ass.

"Why are you naked?" he asked, voice rough.

Lara nuzzled closer, completely relaxed in his arms. "It’s fine," she murmured innocently. "You are the emissary of God. I know you won’t do anything to my purity. And I prefer to sleep naked."

Seriously? Does she want nothing? Then why is she coming to me like that? This is hell! Shin thought, jaw tight with frustration.

He spent the entire night burning with desire, an absurdly sexy woman rubbing her naked, voluptuous body against him... while being forced to do absolutely nothing.

〇〇〇

The plan was simple. As Lara had said, Gut was stationed at one of the evaluator bases, which was basically an underground bunker filled with items and other supplies.

He probably didn’t expect Lara and Arlo to be back in top form. And even if he had recruited some male newcomers to help him capture the girl, none of them would be powerful enough to face those two.

Aside from that, people from the Tower couldn’t just enter the exam area, so Gut wouldn’t be able to call for reinforcements. If Lara and Arlo stormed in, they could at least pressure him.

Meanwhile, Shin would go undercover, free the captive girls, and take away most of Gut’s items and weapons. Without all of that, Gut would be at a severe disadvantage.

Without his items and forced into a two-on-one fight, he should be easy prey. But just in case, Shin planned to finish his job quickly and join them.

He had wanted to ask Lilel to scan the interior of the place first, but the bunker was too large, and she couldn’t stray that far from him.

So the plan began. As Lara kicked the bunker’s door open amidst the sound of an explosion—and with dozens of newcomers being defeated in an instant—Shin sneaked inside. With Lilel’s help, he soon found his way to the treasure vault.

"Fuck!" Gut snarled, realizing what was happening. "Somehow, those two fuckers got their power back."

"What should we do?" one of his last subordinates asked.

"Just get out of the fucking way. You guys stand no chance against them," Gut muttered in annoyance.

With an angry motion, he ripped off his necklace and shattered it. The pendant let out a faint glow, and then a massive shadow erupted from the broken pieces.

A twisted chimera materialized in the room with a deafening roar. Gut then threw a piece of fabric with a bloodstain on it, which the creature sniffed and destroyed. Tasting the blood, the monster locked onto its target.

Without a second of hesitation, the monstrous thing charged straight at Arlo, destroying everything in its path. Anyone who tried to delay it was immediately killed.

Meanwhile, Gut didn’t even watch his creature attack. His mind was focused on Lara and her curves. A sadistic, perverted smile slowly spread across his face as he drew his sword. With Arlo busy fighting for his life, Gut fully intended to take care of her personally.

He lunged forward, searching for her amidst the chaos.

〇〇〇

Lara was forcefully separated from Arlo when the creature attacked, dragging him far away. For a split second, she fought the urge to go after him, but her priority was killing Gut.

Before she could think any further, an ice spear shot toward her, nearly slicing her in half. She dodged at the last second, the cold air grazing her skin.

Then, with slow, arrogant steps, Gut revealed himself.

"I thought I had lost you," he said, his eyes shamelessly resting on her chest, which pushed Shin’s borrowed shirt to its limit. "But I see you came back just to be captured by me."

"You really are confident in your victory," Lara commented, her muscles tensing. Her hair grew longer, her nails sharpened into claws, and patches of fur appeared across her body as her features became more feral.

"Of course I’m going to win; there is no chance a proud wolf would lose to a stray dog," Gut smiled, his body also transforming. "You are just an inferior mutt whose only saving grace is having a sexy body. So, just accept your defeat once and for all."

"Never!"

Lara lunged forward with frightening speed, forcing Gut to step back. In the next instant, a wall of jagged ice erupted between them, forcing her to twist mid-air to avoid being impaled.

"Too slow," Gut sneered, flicking his wrist as more spears formed around him. They shot toward her from multiple angles.

But contrary to Gut’s expectations, Lara didn’t retreat. Instead, she charged forward like a woman possessed. Her face was a mask of pure bloodlust, every trace of her usual gentle demeanor replaced by a terrifying, cold fury.

Her claws shattered the first spear, her body weaving through the others. One grazed her side, drawing blood, but she didn’t even flinch. Her eyes remained locked on him.

She would not forgive the man who had almost taken her purity. As a warrior, she needed to bathe in his blood to reclaim her honor.

Gut clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed. He stepped back again, raising both hands as the ground beneath Lara froze over, ice spikes bursting upward in a deadly pattern.

But she broke through.

With sheer force, Lara smashed the ice apart, her body surging forward again, even faster this time.

"You just don’t learn," Gut muttered, though a slight tension crept into his voice now.

This time, he froze the very air around them. Thousands of tiny ice crystals formed, each one razor-sharp, glinting like deadly shards.

But Lara didn’t slow down, not even for a second.

The crystals sliced into her as she charged forward, cutting her skin and drawing thin lines of blood. Still, she pushed through the pain like a madwoman, her eyes locked onto him with unwavering resolve.

Gut’s expression twisted in shock. How was she not stopping? The blood loss would surely kill her...

Before he could react, she broke through the icy storm, and her fist slammed straight into his face with brutal force.

The blow landed cleanly, snapping his head to the side as blood sprayed into the air.

For the first time, Gut staggered.

"You..." he started, but Lara was already moving again.

She didn’t give him time. Each step she took was agonizing as the thousands of tiny ice crystals kept cutting into her, but her body’s regeneration barely kept her alive and fighting. Blood dripped from her wounds, yet her movements only grew sharper, more aggressive.

She went for the kill.

Gut raised his arms in a hurry, using his sword to parry her strikes, but he was no true swordsman. He was used to clean fights, keeping his enemies at a distance.

During duels back at his clan, whenever an opponent actually managed to land a hit on him, he would simply call for a draw or forfeit.

He wasn’t used to this. As they exchanged blows, both of them took damage, but the pain was much worse for him than for her. He couldn’t handle the pressure.

Every clash forced him further back. His defenses grew sloppier, his attacks less precise. Where before he had moved with arrogance, he now fought with rising panic.

"You’re just a stray!" he barked, trying to regain control by launching another barrage of ice.

Lara tore straight through it.

"I said I will kill you! I will devour you!" she roared, sounding like a wild beast.

She intentionally allowed him to drive his sword into her shoulder. Then, she spun aggressively, wrenching the weapon out of his grip while it remained embedded in her flesh. Without losing momentum, she moved in for the kill.

However...

Something blocked her strike at the very last second.

"Long time no see," a voice Lara knew all too well resonated in her mind, making her entire body freeze.

And then, the damn traitor moved to stab her in the back once again.