Chapter 99 - Chapter 98: Ogre's of Destruction

"What the hell…?" Kalika cringed as she watched Donovan slowly descend with Charla. Her Eyes drew particularly to Charla, whose demonic wing flapped in the air helplessly, as she stared at the contract in Donovan's hand in utter shock.

Suddenly, Kalika was slammed by Gorm's club and sent crashing into the earth wall.

"KALIKA!!" Donovan's heart sank, but not long after, he fell to the ground himself, landing hard on his back, alongside Charla. They both pulled themselves up, with Donovan wincing from pain and Charla becoming teary-eyed..

"" Brom said.

Alarmed, Donovan whipped his head up to look at the giant flat-faced demon before him. He was at a loss for words as the demon looked him up and down, recognizing the attire and the supposed blue skin now revealed to be mud.

""

Gorm joined in, just as curious with his club on his shoulder. He blurted a laugh, looking at Donovan's new appearance. His eyes then shifted to the contracting just under his grasp.

"" he then eyed the still confused Charla. "< Either this human was looking for a free mate. Or he was planning something underhanded.>"

Gorm's gaze intensified on Donovan. He brought his club to his side, along with Brom, who seemed prepared to execute him at that moment.

"This is bad, what do I-"

"" Charla whined as she beat his back like a child.

Donovan whipped a confused glance. "W-what that-! Why is she acting like this!?"

"" Brom noted.

"" Gorm lifted his club, ready to strike. ""

""

Donovan whipped his head around, sensing the impending danger. "Ah! The crystal!" He grasped the crystal in his pouch and channeled its power. "C'mon! C'mon!" In a swift, powerful gust, he pushed himself and Charla out of the way as the ogre smashed the ground.

"Two giant demons against me!? My odds are horrible!!"

Both Charla and Donovan finally hit the wall, with Charla taking the brunt and Donovan landing on her chest. To his shock, Charla moaned. Donovan quickly distanced himself, embarrassed. "Damn it! Why'd it have to be a succubus!!?"

He darted his eyes back to the ogres that glared at him. He quickly scanned the large debris-ridden stone arena, and to his surprise, he found his sword was between him and the two ogres that now approached.

He grimaced as he watched the two demons fast approaching. "Tch! I'll be wide open, but I have to take my chances!"

Just before he could spring off, he felt a tug on his pants. Glancing back, he found Charla was beet red with drool practically falling from her mouth. ""

"WWHHYY!!!???" Donovan's danger sense went into overdrive as she forced her chest onto him with pleading eyes.

A burst of laughter erupted between the demons as they witnessed Charla's plight.

"" Gorm laughed.`

"This might be the break I needed." Donovan broke free from Charla's grasp and dashed to his sword, retrieving it. With his weapon now in hand, he turned his gaze to the giant demons who looked more than prepared for blood.

"" Gorm sneered. He brought his club to his side and swung from below.

Donovan to the side with only the air grazing him. Unfortunately for him, a Brom was already prepared to smite him from above with his hammer.

"Crap!"

Out of nowhere, Donovan was tackled out of the way of the attack and onto the ground. ""

Donovan shook, hearing Charla's voice again.

"G- Get off me!"

To his shock, she listened and sat like a little puppy.

Released, Donovan got up and looked at the teary-eyed Charla, confused. "She… listened to me? W… Why the heck is she acting like this all of a sudden? Is it really because of that contract?"

Alarmed, Charla quickly turned her eyes to a presence behind Donovan. Catching on fast, Donovan traced her gaze and found Gorm ready to smash him with his large club.

Desperate, Donovan clenched his sword and prepared to block. But as the club drew near, it suddenly stopped. To Gorm's and Donovan's surprise, a long fiery chain had wrapped itself around Gorm's arm.

Donovan followed the chain to a bruised and scratched Zelak, who was single-handedly holding back Gorm.

"Well don't just stand there!" Zelak shouted.

From the corner of his eyes, Brom came in to attack. Forcing Donovan under Gorm.

Using this small opportunity, Donovan slashed at Gorm's side. Unexpectedly, the attack bounced off as if his sword were a stick. Donovan winced, feeling something enter his eyes. "W.. What the hell!? It's so hard!"

Mustering enough strength, Gorm shattered the chains that held up. He swung at Donovan, who dodged, but just barely, as the side of his chest was scraped.

Donovan hurried to Zelak's side, facing down the two ogres.

"You dumbass. Don't act so recklessly!" Zelak reconjured his sword, reviving it to its full glory. "Remember, these two are the ogres of destruction. You're lucky they haven't taken you seriously so far."

Donovan growled. "I know. But I can't do anything."

Zelak glanced at a whimpering Charla, who was struggling with her own lust. "If you didn't botch that contract, enslaving that woman, we might be in a better standing right now."

"Don't look at me, it happened out of nowhere for me."

"Yeah! But whipping it out in front of everyone!?"

Donovan scoffed. The ground shook, and Brom Leapt in the air, forcing Donovan and Zelak apart as the demon crushed the ground with his hammer. He pulled and swung his hammer with a ferocity that conjured the very air around them into a tornado of chaos.

Donovan braced himself along with Zelak as debris was chucked throughout the arena.

Through the chaos, Gorm rushed at Zelak with his club. He swung hard, clashing his heaving club with Zelak's thin sword. And as much as Zelak tried to hold it, it wasn't enough as she pushed back, separating him and Donovan even further.

Zelak hit the wall hard. Reacting quickly, he pulled from the wall, letting Gorm smash it, then turned to block another of his attacks from above.

He wrestled and glanced back at Donovan, who was now up against Brom. With a single hand, the ground was getting smashed to smithereens as Brom slowly made his approach on Donovan like a walking disaster.

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

SMASH

Donovan was backed into a corner. It was all too clear that Brom was toying with him.

Brom pulled his hammer back up, swinging it straight at Donovan, forcing him to duck. Rubble scraped off the wall behind, and another attack already swung its way at Donovan.

Once again, Donovan gulped hard and dodged in Brom's direction. And by some miracle, pushed past him.

He skid to a halt and glanced back, only to find Brom already prepared to swing his hammer again.

Donovan jerked back, avoiding the worst of the attack.

An intense wave of air pushed him back further. He plunged his sword into the ground and climbed back to his feet.

"This demon's no joke!"

Donovan watched as Brom pulled his hammer up, resting it on his shoulder.

A vertigo struck Donovan alongside, and nausea as Brom returned a deathly glare to him. Determined, he clenched the handle of his sword tightly. "I can't let this demon get to me."

The ground suddenly shook, and as he glanced back up, he noticed Brom already in the air, prepared to smite him.

Donovan froze. As much as he tried to move his body, he couldn't get it to budge.

"Get out of the Way!!" Zelak shouted.

"I…. I can't."

Out of nowhere, Charla pushed him out of the way, and a sound of clashing Iron reverberated throughout the arena. Donovan was embraced tightly by Charla, who shook."She saved me again?" He glanced back at the action and was shocked to find Kalika clashing her dagger with Brom's hammer.

Kalika deflected his entire attack, pushing him back into a stumble. ""

Kalika simply glared at the demon as Donovan wrestled himself free from Charla's grasp.

"Kalika."

As Donovan tried to approach, he was cut off by Zelak, who slid to a halt between him and Kalika.

"Zelak?" Donovan said.

Zelak glanced at Kalika. "I see our champion is awake again."

"No thanks to all that noise. But I was having another unsavory dream."

Gorm slowly approached the group. And yet again, Charla clutched Donovan, rubbing herself on him in desperation. "S-stop it! Why does she keep doing this!?"

"She's under the influence of her own power," Zelak explained. "The Cubus race here has the power to amplify their strength by ingesting their own saliva. The only drawback is that… well…" A cold sweat ran down his face as he forced the words out. "They get exceptionally horny."

Kalika gave a glance at the succubus. "How embarrassing. Why is my stupid dream getting so weird again?"

In unison, both Gorm and Brom attack, only to be intercepted by Zelak and Kalika.

"Since that woman is enslaved to you, as her master, she's bound to protect you. So, let me and the champion handle this, and you two stay on the side."

Both Zelak and Kalika manage to push Brom and Gorm back.

Donovan clenched his hands. "Forget about it. I'm not gonna sit back and do nothing." He drew his sword at the ready. "I might not be as strong, but I can still fight, damn it!"

Without warning, he dashed to aid Kalika. "Hey Charla!" He shouted.

Charla's eyes lit up.

"That was your name, right!?" Donovan squeezed past a clashing Kalika and Brom. "Go help Zelak in killing that giant demon. That's an order!"

Charla's eyes became hazed and all thoughts she had melted away. and on his command her body moved on its own, and flew straight at Gorm, pushing him back.

"Tch! You're going to get yourself killed, you idiot!" Zelak exclaimed.

Donovan struck Brom in his stomach, with his sword once again bouncing off. "Maybe. But I've been called stupid and witless all my life. So what difference does it make when I have to help my allies?"

Donovan swung again with the same results, playing out.

With frustration, Brom pushed harder with all his strength."" he muttered.

Using this opportunity, Kalika redirected Brom's attack to the ground and circled him. With Donovan still acting like a nuisance, Brom reached to grab him, but was too slow.

Kalika quickly attacked from behind and climbed up to attack from above.

Brom dodged. He swung in retaliation but smashed the floors and walls instead. His frustration began to peek with Donovan flying around him like a gnat. It wasn't long before fireballs hurled his way, washing over his skin like a blanket.

Donovan continued to distance himself from the action, slowly manifesting and shooting fireballs at Brom.

Eventually, Brom glared back at Donovan with an intensity that told him to die. Like before, his death glare shook Donovan, this time sending a chill down his spine.

"No! I can't let him get to me. I haven't gotten killed yet. And he's moving too slow. If I can stay a step ahead, I'll be just fi-"

Suddenly, Donovan's life flashed before his eyes. Everyone's gaze seemed to fix on him at once. Charla, Zelak, even Kalika.

Donovan felt an impending doom, and glancing to his side, he saw that the blunt end of Brom's hammer was slowly hurtling its way.

"I'm… I'm dead."