As the two bodies cooled on the rocks in a pool of their own blood and guts, in the shadows of the cave-like platform, away from the public eye, Felicia stepped away from the encroaching blood, pressing against the railings to avoid even a drop touching her naked feet or her snow-white hair that reached the ground.
“Why did you do that!?” Felicia protested the masked girl’s actions.
“Since when did you develop hearing problems? Are those stupidly long ears just for show?” the masked girl asked while she still basked in the aftermath of her bloody killings. Her moans of pleasure grew rarer and quieter, rather, she now seemed to purr like a cat while warm blood soaked through her robes, seeped through the holes of her white mask, and dripped on her closed eyes, flowing across her face like bloody tears that she licked up with joy, savoring its metallic taste.
This lasted for far too long as far as Felicia was concerned, yet far too briefly for the blood-drenched girl. She breathed in and out, slowly, deeply, enjoying the final moments of the passing excitement. With her back toward Felicia, the girl lifted up her mask and licked a little bit of blood off the blade of her dagger. But it was already different. The thrill of the kill came and went, the blood on her blade had already cooled. With her high passing, the blood on the blade was now no better than the blood under her feet, cold and dirty, nothing like when it is freshly spilled from a warm, living, breathing body, pumped out through cut arteries by a failing heart.
The girl sighed, and—finally turning her attention to Felicia—said, “I told you, didn’t I? They would have ratted me out as soon as we returned to the palace.”
“But why kill them here? You could have just gotten rid of them somewhere in the tunnels later! What If somebody saw you from below?”
“… So?”
“‘So?’ You risk ruining the mysterious image of the supreme overseers of the games!”
“Oh, give me a break! Every single shitter here knows that this entire event is run by the Guild! ‘Thelicia Fundershnauf’? Ha!”
“That’s the point!” Felicia hissed through grit teeth in a low voice, letting her frustration show too obviously.
“You forget yourself!” the girl said and slowly lifted her bloodied curved dagger, pointing the pointy end at Felicia’s face. She held her dagger like that for a couple of seconds. Felicia did not flinch. She did not even blink. The bloody assassin sighed, lowered the dagger, and said, “You ruined the moment. Let’s just get back to the games.”
The white-masked girl put her dagger away and walked to the railing next to Felicia as if nothing had happened. Felicia looked to see that the blood did not reach her hair before turning back to the arena.
“Won’t those two be missed in the palace?” Felicia asked.
The robed girl shrugged and said, “We have more of those back in the palace.”
Felicia tilted her head questioningly.
“So, where were we?” the robed girl asked as she viewed the participants, gathered in the arena below. “Ah, the one that killed my experiment!”
That was not ‘where they were’, but Felicia understood that pressing the issue directly would be pointless, possibly detrimental. At least for now. “Number Sixty-nine did not kill that creature alone. She probably would’ve died if not for another participant. So, I would not get your hopes too high up.”
“Oh? And who’s the other one?”
“Already dead. They both were lucky, and your mutant had several weak spots.”
“…”
“What’s taking so long!?” as the crowds gathered to view the next round of the games, more and more people were dissatisfied with the waiting.
“They never start on time,” someone pointed out.
“Waiting for those late cummers foot fetishists, haha!”
“But this is too long!”
Hearing the growing unrest, Felicia quickly clarified, “Are there any other ‘experiments’ I should be aware of before we proceed?”
“No, no, that was just the one.”
“Alright, then we resume—”
“Absolutely! Next are the duels, right?”
“Correct,” Felicia nodded, without appreciation for getting interrupted.
“Great! There’s just one small change that we’ll make for this round.”
Oh, no! Felicia had a bad feeling about this.
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As the two bodies cooled on the rocks in a pool of their own blood and guts, in the shadows of the cave-like platform, away from the public eye, Felicia stepped away from the encroaching blood, pressing against the railings to avoid even a drop touching her naked feet or her snow-white hair that reached the ground.
“Why did you do that!?” Felicia protested the masked girl’s actions.
“Since when did you develop hearing problems? Are those stupidly long ears just for show?” the masked girl asked while she still basked in the aftermath of her bloody killings. Her moans of pleasure grew rarer and quieter, rather, she now seemed to purr like a cat while warm blood soaked through her robes, seeped through the holes of her white mask, and dripped on her closed eyes, flowing across her face like bloody tears that she licked up with joy, savoring its metallic taste.
This lasted for far too long as far as Felicia was concerned, yet far too briefly for the blood-drenched girl. She breathed in and out, slowly, deeply, enjoying the final moments of the passing excitement. With her back toward Felicia, the girl lifted up her mask and licked a little bit of blood off the blade of her dagger. But it was already different. The thrill of the kill came and went, the blood on her blade had already cooled. With her high passing, the blood on the blade was now no better than the blood under her feet, cold and dirty, nothing like when it is freshly spilled from a warm, living, breathing body, pumped out through cut arteries by a failing heart.
The girl sighed, and—finally turning her attention to Felicia—said, “I told you, didn’t I? They would have ratted me out as soon as we returned to the palace.”
“But why kill them here? You could have just gotten rid of them somewhere in the tunnels later! What If somebody saw you from below?”
“… So?”
“‘So?’ You risk ruining the mysterious image of the supreme overseers of the games!”
“Oh, give me a break! Every single shitter here knows that this entire event is run by the Guild! ‘Thelicia Fundershnauf’? Ha!”
“That’s the point!” Felicia hissed through grit teeth in a low voice, letting her frustration show too obviously.
“You forget yourself!” the girl said and slowly lifted her bloodied curved dagger, pointing the pointy end at Felicia’s face. She held her dagger like that for a couple of seconds. Felicia did not flinch. She did not even blink. The bloody assassin sighed, lowered the dagger, and said, “You ruined the moment. Let’s just get back to the games.”
The white-masked girl put her dagger away and walked to the railing next to Felicia as if nothing had happened. Felicia looked to see that the blood did not reach her hair before turning back to the arena.
“Won’t those two be missed in the palace?” Felicia asked.
The robed girl shrugged and said, “We have more of those back in the palace.”
Felicia tilted her head questioningly.
“So, where were we?” the robed girl asked as she viewed the participants, gathered in the arena below. “Ah, the one that killed my experiment!”
That was not ‘where they were’, but Felicia understood that pressing the issue directly would be pointless, possibly detrimental. At least for now. “Number Sixty-nine did not kill that creature alone. She probably would’ve died if not for another participant. So, I would not get your hopes too high up.”
“Oh? And who’s the other one?”
“Already dead. They both were lucky, and your mutant had several weak spots.”
“…”
“What’s taking so long!?” as the crowds gathered to view the next round of the games, more and more people were dissatisfied with the waiting.
“They never start on time,” someone pointed out.
“Waiting for those late cummers foot fetishists, haha!”
“But this is too long!”
Hearing the growing unrest, Felicia quickly clarified, “Are there any other ‘experiments’ I should be aware of before we proceed?”
“No, no, that was just the one.”
“Alright, then we resume—”
“Absolutely! Next are the duels, right?”
“Correct,” Felicia nodded, without appreciation for getting interrupted.
“Great! There’s just one small change that we’ll make for this round.”
Oh, no! Felicia had a bad feeling about this.
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