NOVEL NEXT Chapter 64: Blind with rage...
"No… it's not what you think," Adrian stammered, his heart pounding in his chest as he realized the position they were in. He quickly tried to move his hands away, but Medea's reaction was faster.
With a snarl, Medea swung her fist down, forcing Adrian to twist to the side to avoid a direct hit. He barely managed to roll out from under her before she pounced again.
As she did, Medea's fist struck the earth, causing the spot where he had been lying just moments earlier to burst into pieces. The force of the blow sent debris flying, and Adrian scrambled to his feet, his heart pounding in his chest.
He barely had time to relax as Medea's relentless assault continued. She moved with the speed of a lightning strike, her fists and feet a blur as they struck out at him.
Each punch was like a battering ram; each kick was a powerful wave that sent shockwaves through Adrian's body.
He fought back with everything he had.
His fiery chains lashed out, glowing red-hot as they wrapped around her arms and legs in an attempt to pin her down. But Medea was too strong. She twisted and pulled, using her raw power to tear free of the chains as if they were nothing more than paper.
Adrian ducked under a punch that whistled past his head, the force of it stirring the air like a whip crack. He countered with a swift kick to her midsection, but Medea caught his leg and twisted, sending him spinning through the air.
Adrian landed hard, the impact jarring his already bruised and battered body, but he rolled to his feet and summoned his chains again, trying to keep her at bay.
Medea responded with a dark, fiery blast from her hand that Adrian barely managed to block with his chains. He skidded backwards, his boots digging furrows in the earth as he struggled to keep his balance.
He could feel the heat of her magic even through the barrier of his chains, the air around them rippling with the force of her power.
She lunged again, this time feinting to the left before spinning and bringing her leg around in a powerful roundhouse kick. Adrian threw up his arms to block, but the force of the kick sent him stumbling backward.
Medea pressed her advantage, unleashing a flurry of strikes that forced Adrian to retreat.
His chains lurched forward once more, wrapping around her wrists in an attempt to hold her back, but Medea twisted her body, pulling him off balance and using the momentum to fling him to the ground.
Adrian hit the earth hard; the wind knocked out of him.
Before he could recover, Medea was on him again, her fists crashing down like hammers. He managed to deflect some of the blows with his chains, but others got through, driving the breath from his lungs and sending pain shooting through his body.
As Medea pummeled him, her naked breasts jiggled with each movement, the soft flesh brushing against his face as she leaned in closer to deliver another punch.
The sensation was distracting, her body pressing down on him with an intensity that made it hard to focus on anything but the pain and the surreal closeness of her bare skin against his.
Medea was filled with unstoppable anger, her fury driving each attack. Adrian tried to twist away, but her legs clamped down on him like a vice, holding him in place.
With every swing, her breasts bounced in front of him, their movement almost taunting amid their brutal struggle.
Adrian's breath came in ragged gasps as he raised his arms to shield himself, but it was no use. Medea's fists broke through his defenses, landing blow after punishing blow.
Her face was inches from his, her hair falling around them like a dark curtain as she growled with each strike.
Desperate to break free, Adrian shot out his fiery chains from his back, trying to entangle her arms and pin her down.
But Medea was too fast. She twisted her body, dodging the chains but that was enough for Adrian to push himself up. He could feel his strength waning, his muscles burning with fatigue, but he refused to give in.
He couldn't afford to.
Not now.
Suddenly, a sharp voice cut through the chaos. "Adrian! Medea!"
Lilith, who had heard the sound of the fight and sensed her sister's fury, located them as soon as she could.
Adrian turned his head instinctively to look at her, but the momentary distraction was enough. Medea's fist connected with his chest, sending him flying through the air.
He crashed against a tree with a sickening thud, the bark splintering under the impact.
Adrian groaned, the pain in his ribs flaring to life as he struggled to push himself up. He could see Lilith and Zack standing at the edge of the clearing, their faces etched with concern.
Lilith winced at the sight of Adrian's crumpled form, then called out again. "Adrian, you need to anger her more! It's the only way to gain the upper hand—make her so mad she can't think straight!"
Adrian wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What am I supposed to do?" he yelled back, his voice strained as he dodged another blast of dark fire from Medea.
Lilith hesitated for a split second, then shouted, "For starters, you can press her boobs or something!"
Adrian's eyes widened in disbelief as he twisted to avoid Medea's next attack. "You can't be serious!" he shouted back. "I'm trying to calm her down, not make things worse!"
"Just do it!" Lilith urged, her voice insistent. "It will make her blind in rage."
Adrian had no time to argue.
Medea lunged at him again, her eyes blazing with fury.
In a desperate move, Adrian darted forward, ducking under her outstretched arm and grabbing her by the chest. His hands landed squarely on her breasts, and he pushed her back with all the strength he had left.
Medea froze for a split second, her expression shifting from anger to shock.
Adrian used that moment of hesitation to his advantage. He summoned his chains once more, wrapping them around her wrists and ankles, forcing her to the ground.
The chains dug into the earth, anchoring her in place, while Adrian held her down, his hands still squeezing the soft muscles on her chest. If it wasn't for the urgency of the situation, he could have realised how soft and squishy they felt.
Now's not the time though.
Lilith ran forward, her hand glowing with a soft light. She knelt beside Medea, placing her hand gently on the goddess's forehead. She whispered a few inaudible words and a bright light flared from her palm, washing over Medea's face.
Medea's body tensed as the light enveloped her, weakening her struggles. Adrian held his breath, his heart pounding as he waited for whatever it was Lilith was doing to take effect. Slowly, the fury in Medea's eyes began to fade, replaced by a distant, confused expression.
Adrian kept his grip on her for a few more moments, ensuring she was truly subdued. When Medea's body finally relaxed completely, he cautiously released his hold, allowing the chains to retreat into his back.
Medea blinked, her eyes focusing on the faces in front of her. She looked disoriented, her earlier rage now replaced by a calm, almost serene demeanor. "Medea?" Lilith called softly.
Medea turned her head to face Lilith, then looked over at Adrian. Recognition slowly dawned in her eyes, and she whispered, "Lilith? Adrian?"
The tension in the air finally dissipated, replaced by a tentative peace. Adrian let out a long breath, his body sagging with exhaustion as he nodded. "Yeah… It's us."