Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



Meters away and at the centre of a particular someone's attention, while others got to watch and analyze, she, Dorian, was made to battle the just newly created monster before her. After apologizing to her former boss and then moving to kick her away, Dorian had expected Alice to stand her ground and block the attack before then releasing an attack of hers, but instead, the woman put up a farce of a defence.

She made no effort to withstand Dorian's attack and instead let herself be flung away. 

After rolling on the ground and coming to a stop, she stood to her feet with a smile, Dorina's right arm still held in her hand. 'Was that you playing dirty, Dorian?' Alice said, waving Dorian's ripped-out arm at her. 

'You were always the one who went on about the fair and noble ideals, but look at you now, your back against the wall and you're playing dirty,' Alice mocked.

'So you do agree that you're holding back and just letting me push you around?' Dorian said ignoring Alice's words.

'What did I teach you about combat and, most importantly, revenge? Have you forgotten what I told you about dealing with your enemies? 

Take them high, and then with cruelty, bring them down.' 

"Don't worry, I've learned that lesson properly and have kept it in mind," Dorian answered.

"Shame you didn't take to heart all my lessons because if you did, you'd be by my side right now celebrating my transformation and drawing plans on how we will destroy the next nation," Alice spat. 

Doriana let out a heavy sigh after Alice's words and then spoke. 'I have no interest in continuing this charade of yours, Alice. There is no reason for us to go battling, it's clear for all that you're the strongest, or do you want me to kneel and acknowledge it?' Dorian said with genuine tiredness in her tone.

As Doriana spoke, the smile on Alice's face gradually disappeared until by the time she was done speaking, her expression had turned dark, and then suddenly her aura fully exploded out of her. 

Suddenly, Dorian felt like she was carrying mountains on her shoulders, and with every passing second, the mountains got heavier.

Around Alice, the air went red, and then as the woman began moving towards her, Dorian felt the pores of her body open up. While she felt no sense of impending death, she began feeling terror. 

With each step Alice took, a tremor went through Dorian's body, and by the time the woman was in front of her, she could feel her knees trembling.

"You know me very well, Alice. Do you think I will just let you off with a slap on the wrist?" Alice said, but then she looked to Dorian's right shoulder and then the arm in her hand, and then laughed as she threw Dorin's arm into the distance. 

'Oh, I clearly did more than a slap to the wrist, but you get my point. 

Though I obviously can't kill you since you're in Seth's graces, I'm very sure I can beat the hell out of and torture you very well while at it, so here's what's going to happen. 

With my blood, I'm going to help you regenerate that arm and get back to full strength, then after, we'll fight, and if you win, I'll pledge slavery to you after Seth for the rest of my life, but if I win, then I'll get to destroy Kahiladesh and everyone in it. Is that clear?'

With the heavy pressure that had fallen on her, Dorian found herself immobilized and unable to speak. 

She found her entire instinct surrendering to Alice's aura, and for a second, she had been scared that Alice had somehow gained the same ability as Seth, but then Seth never needed all this fanfare to control her, not to mention the fact that she could still find herself resisting Alice's control poor attempt at intimidation.

Dorian had hoped to weather out the storm, perhaps receiving a few beatings from Alice before she was let go, seeing as she couldn't kill her, but now, Alice had made her an offer.

At first, Dorian had kept mum under Alice's pressure, getting bombarded by her aura and the incessant whispers of surrender from her bloodline, but when she heard Alice mention slaughtering an entire city and, most importantly, one in which her closest followers and husband were in, her qi went flaring and pouring out of her, and for the first time in her life, she looked at Alice with nothing but anger.

Alice merely smiled at Dorian's expression, enjoying the fierce look in the woman's eyes. 

'So which will it be? I know you won't roll over like the treacherous dog you are, the idea of having me as your slave must be more attractive, right?' Alice goaded.

Dorian gritted her teeth in anger at Alice, but then she quickly turned away from the woman and looked to Seth in a silent plea. Though he had been quiet all through, seconds after Dorian's gaze landed on him, Seth sighed and spoke. 

'If you can rip off any of Alice's body parts, you'll win and get to keep her as a slave, but if Alice beats you, she gets to destroy a random city of your choosing. Isn't that better?'

'I don't want to have her as a slave. I don't want us to involve the lives of thousands of people like they are nothing. 

This battle is between me and her,' Dorian screamed back, her eyes threatening to go watery.

Seth looked at Dorian and then shrugged. 

'Well, you can always beg her for mercy.'

Getting Seth's casual reply, Dorian felt desperate, and her mind was about to go into an abyss of chaos, but the voice which could only be that of her progenitor sounded in her mind. 

'First and foremost, you are a Supreme, Dorian. No matter how much you decide to cherish the lives of others, they should never come before that of your clan, and most importantly, they shouldn't be a reason why you would go being so pathetic before a member of your clan, no matter how overpowered she is.'"