Taming SSR And UR RANK Superwomen-Chapter 50 — The Heart of the Abyss Reacted

The interior of the structure fell silent after the brief verbal confrontation. Angel walked toward the central table as if nothing had happened.

The other women, who were also in their underwear, remained where they were, but the atmosphere immediately grew tense.

It was not open hostility, but something closer to the gravity of a meeting where time and consequences weighed too heavily.

One of them spread several maps across the metal table. Another activated a small screen connected to a portable device. The woman who had spoken first was the one who took the floor.

Her expression was serious.

"We’ve finished analysing the information from the past month."

She pointed to a specific spot on the map.

"Floor forty-eight."

Thomas slightly raised his eyebrows. Ark did not share all its information, and the floor system confused him.

The woman continued:

"The anomalies are altering the monsters’ behaviour. They’re still performing rituals throughout the Abyss. It’s no longer just random trash mobs; there are also smarter monsters and ones deeper below."

Angel studied the map they had drawn while the same woman, named Alexandria, continued explaining:

"We’ve found multiple zones where monsters gather around improvised structures made from creature remains... and corpses. Angel, they’re sacrificing women."

A heavy silence fell over the room. Ashley crossed her arms, not to rest them, but to protect herself. It was a subtle kind of self-hug.

"The first time we thought it was territorial behaviour." She pointed to several marks on the map. "But it isn’t. Lee."

"Yes," replied the black-haired woman as she approached the table. That was her surname.

The screen displayed several blurry images: piles of corpses, strange markings, and symbols formed with bones. Ashley felt a chill run down her spine.

The woman continued:

"And that’s not the worst part." Her fingers tapped softly on the table. "The hordes are changing. In the past week, we came close to losing the final defensive line five times."

Angel crossed her arms while resting a knuckle against her lips and lowering her chin slightly.

"Five times in seven days we were on the verge of failing to contain the horde breaches. If that had happened..."

She did not finish the sentence. Angel finished it for her.

"Ark would have been invaded."

Ashley and Thomas exchanged a silent glance. Alexandria continued:

"The expeditions are retreating." She pointed to several routes on the map. "We’ve encountered multiple groups escaping the Abyss."

The woman lifted her gaze.

"The monsters are driving them out."

Another woman spoke from the back of the room. Specifically, the redhead who had earlier tried to chase Angel’s companions away.

"If it weren’t for the women we have here, we wouldn’t have been able to hold the line."

Alexandria nodded, but then added:

"And even so, we need reinforcements." Her gaze fixed on Angel. "We need the Top Ten."

The room fell completely silent.

"Their powers surpass any mortal understanding," Alexandria declared.

Thomas swallowed. The Top Ten heroines. They already go on expeditions into the Abyss; what Alexandria meant was— 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"But they always enter separately." The woman sighed. "They never coordinate with one another."

Several of those present showed expressions of resignation.

"But this time we need something different. For the first time, we need them to form a single expedition group."

Ashley and Thomas opened their eyes in surprise. Then they looked at each other with clear excitement. If there was something they both passionately shared, it was their admiration for the Top Ten. Seeing them together would be a dream.

Alexandria spoke with absolute clarity:

"We need their help... or Ark will be invaded."

The silence stretched for several seconds. Angel remained quiet, but internally she was already constructing the conversation she would have with them.

The idea sounded difficult, since the relationship between the Top Ten was not particularly good.

Finally, Alexandria sighed.

"And that’s only what concerns the hordes. We also made an important discovery regarding the anomalies."

Angel stepped closer to the table. Alexandria turned a folder around and slid it toward her.

"The heart of the Abyss reacted."

Angel frowned slightly.

"Reacted?"

"Yes. It reacted to you. When you returned to Ark."

Angel did not answer immediately. Seeing her silence, Alexandria asked:

"Who were you with in the city?"

Angel slightly narrowed her eyes.

"How many days ago was that?"

"Four."

Angel thought for a moment.

"That day I had a meeting with three people." She paused briefly. "Mery..."

Everyone, including Thomas, immediately recognised the name. Rank number two. Angel continued:

"And with..."

She did not turn her head, but she directed her attention toward Thomas behind her, almost as if she were analysing him.

"Do you remember the time?" Angel asked.

"You mean when the reaction happened, right?" She checked the data. "Between six and seven in the evening."

Angel slowly nodded.

"At sunset."

Her mind replayed the moment. The meeting with Thomas and Iris. The walk. The conversation.

Alexandria asked attentively:

"Do you know who it was?"

Angel remained silent for a moment. Then she answered calmly:

"Yes."

"Who?"

Angel gently closed the folder in front of her.

"I’ll take care of that matter myself."

The redhead who had spoken earlier, named Henrietta, questioned her with irritation:

"You won’t tell us? We’ve spent a week investigating all this on our own, risking our lives. And you won’t even share the name?"

Angel glanced at her with a sharp expression, as if she were looking at something insignificant. With complete elegance and serenity, she replied without turning her head.

"Are you questioning me again?"

Alexandria answered for Henrietta, keeping her voice low:

"I’ll reprimand her, there’s no need for you to—"

"Silence."

Alexandria exhaled softly and lowered her head. Angel slightly turned her face toward Henrietta, her darkened pink eyes fixed on her while her chin remained slightly lowered.

"I’ll ask you again. Are you questioning me?"

Henrietta pressed her lips together and lowered her chin while a drop of sweat slid down her cheek. In that moment she regretted having been so impulsive.

Then she knelt on the floor and placed her forehead against the ground, naturally accentuating the curve of her waist in her underwear. With a slight tremor in her voice but maintaining composure, she spoke:

"Forgive me. I won’t do it again, I promise."

Angel observed her without empathy or pity; however, she looked away while brushing her bangs aside and thinking:

’I don’t want to frighten my son, so I’ll let her off this time; but I’m very displeased with her behaviour. Naughty bitch, I’ll punish her later.’

Behind her, Ashley and Thomas glanced at each other. Both understood they were in a place where they should not be.

After the scene, Angel cleared her throat, pulled a letter from inside her cleavage, and placed it on the table.

"This is what you asked me to bring."

Alexandria opened the envelope. Inside were three white sheets and two photographs. Angel spoke calmly:

"Read it carefully." Then she turned toward the door. "I’ll step out for a moment to speak with my guests. When you’re finished, I’ll come back and we’ll talk more."

Without waiting for a response, she walked toward the exit. Thomas and Ashley followed her.

When they stepped back into the cavern, the air felt cool and damp compared to the interior. In a way, it was pleasant to breathe it.

Angel walked a few metres ahead of them while the crowd of heroines created a lively buzz.

Then she raised both bare, sleeveless arms above her head and stretched elegantly, releasing the tension from her shoulders.

"Ah..." she let out a small sigh. "What a beautiful place."

Ashley raised her eyebrows. Angel looked toward the interior of the Abyss that opened before the cavern entrance, ignoring all the women.

From there they could see fragments of waterfalls falling in the distance, columns of mist rising from lower levels, and faint reflections of light filtering through the deep darkness of the Abyss.

The walls of the place were enormous and covered with irregular rocks, petrified roots, and natural platforms where past expeditions had left human structures behind.

The air smelled of water, wet stone, and something older. Something that did not entirely belong to the outside world.

"The views are incredible," Angel said calmly.

Thomas and Ashley stepped closer until they stood beside her. It was the younger girl who asked:

"Which ones?", referring to the cavern or the women.

Angel looked at her with a kind smile, very warm and maternal. It genuinely amused her.

"There is certainly a lot to admire here," she replied.

For a few seconds, none of them spoke. Then Angel looked at Thomas.

"I want you to show me your power."

Thomas raised an eyebrow. He turned a small flashlight on and off in the palm of his hand, a product of his gift.

"Do you need help finding your keys?"

Angel closed her eyes with a smile.

"That’s a serious question." She opened them again. "Knowing it or not... could rule out any connection between you and the Abyss."

Thomas stopped playing with the flashlight. Angel slowly walked closer to him and stopped less than a step away. Her voice became softer.

"Please," she looked directly into his eyes. "Tell me. It really is very important to me."

She paused, and her gaze softened slightly.

"Or I may never find the cure for my corruption."

Thomas remained silent. Slowly, he rubbed the back of his neck and glanced sideways at Ashley.

’I don’t like her finding out like this.’

But he also knew there was no point in hiding it any longer. He sighed.

"Alright." He lifted his gaze toward Angel. "I’ll tell you about my power."