"Yuki, don't focus on what he is saying."
"I am not!" she shouted, like she was talking to herself.
Spiritumen live inside the human bodies; it's not like they can't survive without humans. Being inside a physical body increases their attack efficiency and decreases energy consumption.
Instead, humans need Spiritumen. As humans are born with no powers, they can't fight with other magical beings. So both humans and spiritumen make a spiritual pact that allows spiritumen to reside in human bodies.
Yuki had held his dress from slipping down, but any moment, Curseumen could attack her.
"What should I do? They can attack me any moment, but if I..."
"Hey, she will not accept this. She's helpless; we can kill her. Her body will not disappear like us after death, and then we can do anything we want." One of them was staring at Yuki's b**bs with fixed eyes. Waiting for her to be naked.
"It will be no fun. We will get the real pleasure when she resists us when we play with her. I can't imagine that joy."
Their leader was thinking something else.
I don't have any other way; I have to do this.
Yuki lowered her body, kneeling down. With her other free hand, she picked the sword from the earth and stabbed at her shoulder; the sword pierced her shoulder through her dress from where it was cut.
"I will tell you who's helpless here!"
She shouted, flowing her natural energy into the sword, and broke her sword from the tip, while the sword's piece was still in her shoulder, keeping her dress there.
She stood; her white dress was half crimson with blood, but she immediately minimized the blood loss. Holding her broken sword tight, she screamed.
"Die! All of you!"
She pivoted on one leg, and the green flames started to come out of the blade, while the curseumen got alert. One of them instantly took out his hidden sword; the second one had two large daggers, while the others were barehanded, including their leader, without any weapon.
Yuki muttered.
"GREEN FLAMES: BLESSING OF CRIMSON ARC"
In a fraction of a second, she reached for the curseumen; everyone was also ready with their weapons. But their leader was standing behind, with folded hands and a vacant expression on his face.
Her sword first clashed with the dagger, but in this little moment, that Curseumen thought to double the attack with his other dagger, but his first one broke before he could try to attack with another, and his neck got slashed. His body started to disintegrate into air.
Those green flames weren't normal; they were one of the 4 great flames ever found. The user of these flames can wield unimaginable speed and power. That's why Yuki was an A-rank spirit possessor.
One was out; 4 remain now. The curseunan with the sword attacked from behind while the other two, one with his enhanced fist and the other with her long red nails from each side—left and right.
She was trapped from three directions, and in front of her, the silent curseuman was standing. He wasn't attacking.
Yuki took a deep breath; the sword that was moving in the reverse direction of attack suddenly changed his direction. Without even stopping the sword to reverse, it looked like it was moving in the reverse direction from the beginning; the green flames also changed their flowing direction.
Cursemen are very violent and powerful, but their powers are usually raw and destructive. Most of them fight with their enhanced body. They are like untamed beasts.
One clean, slightly vertical slash!
The words she chanted, "CRIMSON ARC," really came into reality; her sword made a clean arc, making its way with crimson blood by severing the heads.
Three heads, all cleanly cut, fell on earth, rolling over to the feet of their leader.
Like before, their body disintegrated into particles.
They didn't even get a chance to show their trump cards, fight more.
Their standing bodies without head also collapsed on earth, blood coming out of blood vessels like when a water pipe leaks and water surges out of it. The blood was spraying outside, raining.
The atmosphere was now dark and serious. One vs. one, it's time for a fair fight.
"It's your turn now to sleep."
Yuki attacked with her cold voice. Yuki's face was all shed with blood, not by his own but by those of Curseumen.
Her dress was all wet with slowly flowing blood, as the wound on his shoulder was too deep inside. She would be dead by now if she hadn't minimized the blood loss with her abilities.
But her body was now more visible as her dress looked translucent. Her dress was stuck to her body because of wetness. Her nipples, little and round in shape, were clearly visible with just a thin layer of cloth over them.
"Your body is looking even more beautiful now. But it looks like fighting is the only way to achieve your soft flesh."
The Curseumen moved his hands, and as his hands moved, the orbs burning with fire emerged with his moving hands, and with a fast move, he shot them towards Yuki.
But this type of attack is not enough; she glided with her sword, cutting every sphere in two, and in a blink, his sword was too close to that Curseumen's head, but he vanished, and the sword just slashed through air.
A voice came instantly from behind.
"We underestimated you; you aren't helpless. But I can't let you reach him."
Yuki didn't hear what he said; she turned and burst with tremendous speed towards him.
A straight green beam, she reached his head again; her speed was increased multiple times compared to before by the burst.
"So, you don't want to talk."
Curseuman narrowed his eyes, and arrogantly he held the sword's blade with his hand, but unfortunately his hand didn't even have any effect on her speed, and she slashed his whole hand with his shoulder.
But at the right time, Curseumen recoiled back.
"What I had heard about great flames was true; they can cut through anything."
"F*ck you!" he said with a low voice.
His hand, which was all cut, regenerated back.
"You have given a deep wound to me; let me give you one also."
"I don't have much time; my blood vessels are still not closed. I am exhausted also. I have to end this now."
Yuki straightened her body, raising her sword above her head. Green flames devoured the blade entirely and started to burn violently.
Even her soft hands started to burn a little.
"GREEN FLAMES: THIRD CRESCENT OF AETHERIS"
This attack wasn't like others. It was a special technique, the third crescent of Aetheris. It was the third strongest slashing art of one of the Royal clans of Spiritumen—the Aetheris Clan.
In a fraction of a second, she vanished, appearing directly behind the Curseumen.
Boom! Ahead, not only the head but the whole body of Curseumen turned into hundreds of pieces, and with a wave of wind, all his body disintegrated.
His body was all cut up; nothing was left for disintegration to take time.
But Yuki wasn't in good condition either; she fell down on earth, sitting on her knees.
His hands balanced his body from collapsing completely.
She coughed up blood, her whole body shaking, and his eyes were all red.
It was a side effect of this art.
*****
In a street in the village, a curseumen was still alive; he was different than others. Their real leader. There were corpse of people everywhere, and many were cutted in peices. Every body part was no longer a part of corpse.
He was laid on the earth, a woman under him. She wasn't even recognizable as a man or woman. Her body was cut into pieces. Her breasts were on the left side of Curseuman. Legs behind him. Her middle body parts were burst and pasted on walls, sliding slowly down and polishing the walls with blood.
He was sucking the woman's face, as the head was in his hands. Sucking her lips, licking her eyeballs. Her brain was separated from her head on the other side of the earth.
"They can't even handle a woman."
The curseuman whispered.