The Raunchy Revenge of Merille Morningtide

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Merille’s chest tightened as the men crowded around the blonde. Several masks of expression crossed their faces, confusion, anger, frustration, tiredness before recognition dawned on their faces.

“Who the fuck is this?” Kurt asked, his voice laced with venom.

“Isn’t she one of the whores from Thirsty Daisy?” the murmur rose from the throng of men.

One by one, their heads nodded in agreement before a deep voice called out, “Leila?” Berk pushed to the front. “What is going on? You did this?!” he asked. Disbelief quickly changed to dejection once realization hit him like a punch to the face.

Crystals no! He’s going to kill her! The petite merc clenched her jaw as the black-hair man trembled with anger.

“You know this bitch?!” Kurt growled.

“Yes, sir,” Berk said, snapping his gaze from Revinne to his boss. “She came here with the whores from Thirsty Daisy but she also gave me private sessions at her apartment.”

“Get her up.” The drug lord gestured with a flick of his fingers. 

His bodyguards stepped behind her and pulled the blonde to her knees by yanking forcefully on her arms. One of them, with a hawkish, beak-like nose, stared unblinkingly at her ample breasts while the other grinned broadly to reveal several golden teeth.

Without another word, Kurt backhanded her across the face with all his might. Her head whipped to one side so violently that her cracked glasses flew into Berk’s leg before tumbling to the ground at his foot. The black-hair man stomped on it to make his anger known.

The drug lord fisted her golden locks and snapped her head back to make her look up at him. “This fire cost me a lot of money, bitch. Gold coins that a whore like you will never see in your entire life,” he snarled inches from her face, pointing at the charred crates nearby.

Revinne spat in his face, causing him to reel back. “I don’t give a rat’s ass about your money. I’ll burn everything down. I’ll destroy you!” she screamed.

Kurt straightened, his face scrunched in disgust as he drew a red handkerchief to wipe off her spit. When he looked down at her again, he was fuming. She continued to swear at him before he shut her up with another vicious slap and splattering her blood on the ground.

“Are you seeking revenge? Did I kill your parents, siblings, lover? Just know that they died because they were worthless and so are you,” he said and discarded the handkerchief.

He seized her long hair and turned her face to the courtyard. “Did you think burning a few boxes would destroy me? There are plenty more out there. In the end, you’re just a mild annoyance, nothing more,” he asked through a sadistic grin.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Revinne roared, thrashing against her captors but barely shook their firm grips. “I will fucking ki—”

The drug lord squeezed her throat. “You can never touch me. Even if the city guards find your body in the gutter tomorrow, they wouldn’t bat an eye.” He drew a knife from his waist and it down Revinne’s neck.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Though the small blade was not worthy of being called a weapon and likely useless in a real fight, it could still do serious damage if plunged into the right places.

She scanned the surrounding area urgently for anything to create a diversion and buy time. Nothing but towers of wooden crates stacked all over the courtyard in preparation of distribution.

Her violet gaze snapped back to the crowd of men in dreadful panic. Kurt could decide to stab the blonde at any moment. Time was running out. Think, dammit!

The faint plume of smoke caught her eyes before the petite merc traced it down to the charred crates. Merille, you’re a fucking idiot!

It could have been the lack of use or the Lapse messing with her mind that she had forgotten about the fire Essence embedded in the hilt of her dagger. The red gem was not a mere decoration but a full-functioning crystal.

Granted, she was a skilled fighter and rarely needed the support of magic to get her jobs done. Though it might have come in handy with Diamond Dagger and Cedrick, those two encounters had stripped her of any opportunity to wield magic.

Merille drew in a deep breath as her fingers curled around the handle of her dagger, feeling the cold metal lining on its wooden grip that connected to the crystal. The only alternative means of activating Essence beside direct contact.

Her footsteps were near silent as she snuck out from her hiding place and headed into the courtyard. She unsheathed the dagger and concentrated on the magic, creating an image of fire burning on her blade.

Though the petite merc was skilled in physical combat, her ability to use magic was not nearly as good. She could spark a blaze easily enough but she was not nearly efficient with it to start hauling fireballs.

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Fire licked along sharp steel as she dashed into the forest of crates. Without slowing down, she slashed the flaming blade at the boxes. The dried up wood came alight instantly before the blaze crawled up the column a heartbeat later.

Yes! It’s working! A glimmer of hope bloomed in her chest as Merille continued down the long row of packed Lilac.

Within a few seconds, fire broke out across the courtyard, consuming the crates one after another at a rapid pace. The petite merc darted out of the fiery sea just in time before she was surrounded in its consuming grip.

Sweat drenched her body and soot smudged all over her fair skin. The heat intensified rapidly within a short moment as an enormous blaze lit the night sky. Black clouds filled the warehouse and permeated the air with wood smoke and the sweet scent of Lilac.

Though the fright and panic had forced the rising Lapse into a mere lingering urge, allowing her to regain some semblance of control over her body. The suffocating odor brought the dark desires back. A sudden eruption of depraved needs that nearly overwhelm her.

Her head swam with lustful cravings and her body convulsed with violent needs as Merille trudged back toward the storage area. She stayed close to the far wall as far away from the fire as she could, hiding in the thick smoke.

It is Lilac that set off my Lapse! Crystals, and I have to find that out now, of all times! She grimaced, shuffling behind the men busily splashing water into the fire.

Shouts of alarm and hurried footfalls rushed toward the torrent of immense heat and black clouds. This fire was even larger than the one Revinne started and spread across a large area. It would keep the men occupied for quite a while. At least she hoped.

Each step caused her swollen clit to brush against her panties, sending a spike of ecstasy through her core. Arousal drenched her undergarment and trickled down her inner thighs as her legs grew weaker and weaker.

By the time Merille returned to the storage, she was trembling uncontrollably. Submissive urges corroded her thoughts and drained strength from her limbs. She was in no state to fight. If they did not escape before the men put out the fires, they would never escape.

The veil of gray clouds faded after a few more steps before the pale yellow of the glow-crystals pierced her blurry vision. She coughed, her throat parched from the smoke and her eyes stung and watered.

“Who the fuck are you now?” Kurt’s voice sent a stab of icy panic through her.

Merille had hoped he would run to safety if she caused a big enough fire to threaten his life or joined in the effort to protect his assets. Her declining mental state failed to prepare for the chance he might remain behind.

Tears drew hot streaks down her soot-matted cheeks as her vision cleared. The sight of Hawk-Nose and Golden-Teeth added to the dread churning in her stomach. Now, they were both doomed. Not only was she unable to save Revinne, she walked right into their hands.

“Whatever. Get her!” the drug lord ordered and stood, holding the blonde in place with the dagger on her throat and a fist in her hair.

The petite merc reflexively dropped into a defensive stance with her blade in front of her. The bodyguards paused for a brief moment before fanning out. She snarled at them, trying her best to suppress the growing desire to beg for their cocks.

She fought the urge to glance at their crotch as the thought of them pinning her down and fucking her senseless flooded her mind. Her legs wobbled with the growing heat in her loin and her nipples ached within the confines of her breastplate.

Hawk-Nose lunged at her, his large fist swinging down from above. Merille barely shifted out of the way with lust-induced panic. Her movement was slow and sluggish as if she had gained several pounds in the last five minutes.

Her knees shook and she stumbled into Golden-Teeth. She spun away from him, slashing out to force him back. But the large man caught her clumsy strike easily before wrapping his thick arm around her neck, restraining her.

The petite merc thrashed. Her struggle lasted a mere second before Hawk-Nose rammed a fist in her stomach then followed it up with another blow for good measure. Pain shot through every inch of her, destroying any morsel of resistance she might have.

Golden-Teeth swiped the dagger from her loosened grip before throwing her to the ground. He pressed a foot on her back to keep her pin and smirked with a cruel glee.

“The Raven?” Kurt blurted. “Black hair and purple eyes. Yes! You are the Raven!” A chilling smile that stretched his lips.

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