Jake stared at the system window in disbelief, his mind numb.
"Each… ejaculation?" he muttered, almost choking on the words. "You've gotta be kidding me."
The smoke burned his throat. Every breath felt like fire. The timer ticked lower.
[Remaining time to death: 2 minute, 40 seconds.]
He looked around, he couldn't see anything due to the black smoke, which also means no one could see him.
"Damn it… I don't have a choice," he said through clenched teeth.
He pulled off his trousers, heart pounding, hands shaking. "This is insane…"
Even as the poison ate at him, he tried to focus. The system needed energy, and this was the only way. He thought of something anything that could get it done fast within a minute before the toxins fills his whole body, right prime Kia Malifah he thought as he tried to picture the image in his head, the sounds of her moaning and the bouncing of her titts. Then he started moving his right hand up and down making it tight.
[Energy charging…]
[Toxin removal commencing…]
He gasped as warmth surged through his body. The pain began to fade, his vision clearing little by little.
Then while moving his hands up and down his cock, using the precum to serve as lotion, he was about to release, then Jake froze when he heard a voice beside him.
"Wow. Need a hand with that?"
He jerked around, startled, someone was standing beside him, a girl about his age with long silver hair that shimmered faintly, like moonlight. The dark smoke around them recoiled from her presence as if afraid to touch her.
"H-how… who are you?" Jake stammered.
She smirked, tilting her head playfully. "Relax. I've seen worse. Even I have my own weird kink. But it's not every day you find someone enjoying themselves in a battlefield though."
Jake's face burned. "Wait, no! It's not what it looks like..."
"Oh?" she teased, stepping closer, which made her big boobs brushing against him like a soft breeze, which in turn made Jake cock twitched and grow harder, her eyes widened a bit but she masked it well as she asked "Then what exactly is it?"
Jake hesitated. He couldn't possibly tell her about the system, not when it sounded this absurd. But before he could think of an excuse, a blur shot through the smoke.
Something or rather someone slammed into the girl with explosive force, sending her tumbling across the scorched ground.
Jake's eyes widened. "What the hell?"
Then figure stepped out of the smoke, radiating killing intent.
The man's impact cracked the ground where the silver-haired girl had stood. Jake shielded his face from the blast of air and dust that followed.
When the smoke cleared, the towering, horned figure stepped forward, the same one that had torn through the other students minutes earlier. His eyes burned like embers.
"What are you doing here, you vile creature?" his voice rumbled, dark and distorted.
The girl rose slowly, brushing ash from her pale clothes, her silver hair catching the faint light filtering through the poisoned haze. Despite the destruction around her, her tone was light, almost amused.
"Oh, don't be so rude," she said, smiling faintly. "I just came to watch your little exam. And it's been… very entertaining I'll say."
The demon's lip curled. "You dare mock me you vile."
She tilted her head. "Not at all. I was simply curious. Who would've guessed the demons would attack this year?" Her eyes narrowed, their glow sharpening like blades. "But it looks like it's your bad luck that I'm here."
A hum filled the air the light gathered around her hand, first as a faint shimmer, then as a blinding flare. In an instant, the radiance solidified into the shape of a long, elegant sword, pure white with a golden edge.
Jake stared in awe, momentarily forgetting the pain in his body and him being naked. The contrast between her ethereal glow and the demon's suffocating darkness was almost unreal.
The demon growled, spreading his arms as streams of shadow twisted around him like living smoke.
"So be it," he said. "Let light and shadow dance again."
The girl's faint smile didn't fade. She raised her sword, the air around her rippling with holy energy.
"Gladly."
And with that, the battlefield exploded into light and darkness.
-
The world had become a blur of flashes and thunder. By the time Jake's vision steadied, the fight was almost over.
The silver-haired girl stood in the middle of a smoking crater, her blade still glowing faintly. The demon staggered backward, black blood dripping down his scaled arm. He tried to retreat, wings spreading wide, but before he could take flight, she moved.
A single streak of light cut through the air.
Silence.
Then the demon collapsed, his body dissolving into ash that scattered on the wind.
Jake stared, half in awe, half in disbelief. The battlefield that had once been filled with screams was now empty, save for the faint hum of the girl's fading magic and the students crying out in pain.
The fight was over.
The demon's body dissolved into drifting cinders, and silence swallowed the battlefield.
Jake sat frozen among the ruins, his mind blank. The only sound was the low hum of fading magic.
The silver-haired girl lowered her sword, not a scratch on her, her expression as calm as if she'd just taken a stroll. "And that," she said lightly, "is how you deal with uninvited guests."
Jake exhaled shakily. He couldn't tell if the trembling in his legs was fear or shock.
She turned toward him, completely unharmed, not a speck of dirt on her, still pristine as earlier, she then raised an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at her lips. "You might want to tidy yourself up, hero. Wouldn't want anyone to think you defeated the demon with your glorious cock."
He blinked, realizing how ridiculous he must look. "R-right… yeah. Good idea."
-
Jake finally managed to stand, still half-wrapped in the tattered remains of his shirt. The air was quiet now, eerily so, the world heavy with the smell of burnt metal and ash.
He looked up, the massive airship still hung above, its shadow swallowing what was left of the training ground. The weapon ports along its hull glowed faintly, ready to fire again at any moment.
"What about that thing?" Jake asked, his voice hoarse. "The ship... it's still up there."
The silver-haired girl glanced toward the sky, her expression unreadable. For the first time, the teasing light in her eyes dimmed into something colder, sharper.
"Don't worry," she said softly. "I'll deal with it."
Light began to gather behind her, thin threads at first, then a blinding flare. Jake squinted against the radiance and then saw it.
From her back, a single white wing unfurled, feathers of pure light cascading like falling snow. Just one. Yet it was vast enough to stir the air around them into a gentle storm.
Jake stared, speechless. "You're an… angel?"
She smiled faintly. "Something like that."
Without another word, she crouched slightly and then the ground beneath her cracked as she launched upward.
The force of her ascent nearly knocked Jake off his feet.
He watched as her glowing form shot toward the airship, her lone wing cutting through the smoke like a comet.
For a heartbeat, the world was silent, then a blinding flash split the sky.