Chapter 232: The True Invasion Of The Village
They were running out of time.
The witch village was in great peril.
Lord Monsoon had decided that it was time to take this little, secret sanctuary for himself. Who could stop him? The two Witch Queens normally were the ones who needed to protect the village in the first place. However, this time, the both of them had been fucked so much that they could barely stand up, thanks to Junk.
There was a problem. A massive one at that. They couldn't do anything. Was this all part of Monsoon's big plan? Preventing the two sisters, the two Witch Queens, to defend their village? If it was, it was a cruel one. September and Bridget were still dripping with the sperm of the demon knight by the time he reached the village. It felt like it was too late already. Too little, too late for the pair of witches, perhaps, but not for Junk. Not for the demon knight. He stood tall in the middle of the dark forest. Looking at the horizon. Looking at Lord Monsoon in the far distance. He knew he could defeat Lord Monsoon on his own. He was just about to go after him. However, the only thing that was preventing him from doing such a thing was the fact that the two witches were still down on the ground. Out of breath. So tired, they looked like they were actually about to pass out. The Halloween knight felt bad about leaving them here, all alone. He turned back for them countless times. Every time he felt like it was safe to leave them, he kept hearing them grunting a bit more as they moved a bit. Their bodies so weak. Junk turned around one last time. Gave one more look to Bridget. She was barely moving. Then, he took one more look at September. She was moving a bit more, but not by much. She was struggling. Just like her younger sister. Not only that, she was panting. Perhaps Junk had gone a little too hard on them earlier, as he was attempting to finish with them, so he could go after Monsoon.
Junk moved a bit closer to September, going toward her, picking her instead of Bridget. Junk placed his arms around her. Lifted her up.
"My Witch Queen, are you going to be alright?" He asked.
"Go to him. Follow him. Hunt him down," she told her.
"But, you are hurt, I feel like I have too hard on you when I was still in the middle of the duel with that son of a bitch."
"No. It's not that. I am not hurt. I feel awesome. I'm just exhausted. You tired me. That's all. Go. Kill, Monsoon. Kill him.
"Are you certain?" Junk asked her one more time.
"I'm good… I'll help my sister… Go… Go!" She shouted.
"Very well…" He nodded. Accepted. He stood up again and turned his back to the two witches. September was wide awake, but Bridget was still unconscious at the time he left them both alone in the dark forest. Lord Monsoon was already far by that point, but not too far for this demon knight. He ran as fast as he could. Surging out of the woods in about a minute. He ran so fast that he was soon able to see Lord Monsoon again in the horizon.
"You are never going to be able to stop me, Junk!"
"You should think twice about it…" Junk replied to him.
"Do you really believe you can prevent me from taking the village? The village and everyone inhabiting it is going to be mine."
"You can forget about it. I won't allow you to touch the witches! They don't want to be fucked by a monster as ugly as you!"
"Say… Did you take a look at yourself in the mirror recently? Um? Because if you did, you'd then realize that we are both two beautiful and hunky creatures when you have that armor on. You can't deny it. We are exactly what they are craving," Lord Monsoon explained to Junk as the both of them were jumping, leaping in the air as they made their way toward the witch village. Junk was so close to get him. He only needed a couple of feet and he had him. Come on… Come on… He could do it. He could totally do it, but Lord Monsoon was, unfortunately, still a tad bit faster than he was. It didn't mean that he couldn't catch up with him and surprise him. This was exactly what he was planning on doing to him: Shocking him. Since he only needed a couple of feet, he suddenly thought of something he could do: He took out his weapon out of his back: His axe. He swiftly swung it at Lord Monsoon's back and managed to hit him, hurting him in the process, as the beast was too cocky to even remotely believe Junk could catch up with him.
He successfully did. However, not in the way he thought it was going to work out. Lord Monsoon screamed in pain. Then, protecting him, his magic acted on their own and replied to the demon knight by countering his axe with a violent surge of electricity. Junk was sent back a bit, but did not fall. He remained strong enough to continue chasing after the Lord. It was at that moment that Monsoon spun around and continued running in the direction of the village with his back facing it, so he could keep his eyes locked on the horned knight.
The two of them kept fighting one another. Junk swung his battleaxe at him while he threatened to slash him with his powerful and deadly claws. He came close to get him.
Damn! I almost had him with my axe right there!
"My apologies. It was a blast. But I've got to go. There is a village I need to take over and innocent witches to battle. Bye."
No! He is going to get away! I can't allow this to happen!
"See you soon…" He said to him as he slowly disappeared in a blast of dark electricity.
He opened a lightning portal up and disappeared.
"No! Don't get away from me!"
It was too late.
He disappeared.
Blinking out of existence.
Teleporting somewhere else…
… The witch village.