(Luna’s group)

Bits of garlic crops and leaves began to fade away from the liquid bestowed upon it.

Wielding her dual-wielding blades, Luna blocked every swing and thrust from the liquid creature that was controlled by none other than Vivy.

Moving eloquently like a gazelle, the souls of her feet were blanketed with the liquid substance, as every kick and raise to her foot released bits of the substance onto Luna or the crops. With just one touch of the liquid, the substance didn’t relatively burn through the leather. But as she tilted her head downward for one split second.

(Luna’s thoughts) Why is half of my boot pink!?

Turning her head back up, another thrust of the humanoid creature’s hand blew against Luna’s face. Making contact with her skin, Luna barely took a step back as the brunt of the impact only stumbled her off a couple of feet.

A swollen bruise already formed along her right cheek, and small sizzling started to sunburnt her cheek, with blotches of red screaming out from utter pain.

(Luna’s thoughts) A-Ah!

Having her left hand occupied by her sword, she raised her hand toward her cheek, with the grip of the blade mostly being used as a way to heal her burns. As soon as the metal made contact, bits of the metal began to turn an orangish color, as if a month full of water drenched onto a piece of old metal.

Clenching her jaw while showing her teeth, Luna swayed her head as she honed her sights on Vivy.

Using her right hand again, Vivy thrust her right hand yet again, this time aiming at Luna’s blades that she used to block herself with. Instead of trying to keep it away from her, Luna used the tilt of her right sword to make it clear as day. The liquid substance soon splashed onto the metal, swallowing it whole.

But having two swords, she flew the sword on her left hand straight onto the humanoid creature's throat, the blade being completely submerged in the rotten egg-smelling liquid.

(Luna’s thoughts) There’s gotta be a weakness to her!

Unbothered, Vivy used her other hand to grab hold of the other sword lodged in her throat.

Like a symbiote, the foul-smelling liquid soon began to creep down on the blades, leaving a trail of orange blots along the used-to-be white metal. Seeing the full-on desecration of her blades, Luna began to pull back, digging her heels into the muddy fertile soil.

But in no matter, not even her strength was able to pull out from the humanoid creature, as the liquid soon began to reach down onto her bare fingers. Barely caressing her fingertips, Luna looked up toward the cloudy sky, the stars trapped up above like guardians chained by a father above…

(Luna) Just what are you!?

(Vivy) I am what you use to clean your bathrooms. And don’t try to escape, there’s no use doing so.

Another sniper shot trifled the air.

Not able to glance at the southern hill, Luna was able to take a glance at the now warm air that mixed with the dry humidity. Patches of sweat rolling down her cheeks, she turned her head to see the flames already in the same crop field that was to the east.

Vivy glanced at the embers of the crop fields burning, making her push up the corners of her lips to reach the height of her ears.

(Vivy) You see, you came to your own accord. You have pissed off Daddy really bad, so now you’re going to receive the punishment he has bestowed upon you.

(Luna) I don’t … grunts … take consequences from men.

(Vivy) You’re finally being relatable now. As a fellow fem—

(Luna) But only for one man.

Buzzing slowly came forth from the southern side of the two of them.

Both girls looking toward the sound, noticed a large swarm of insects that caused Luna to let go of both of her blades. Her breath being caught inside of her throat, she widened her eyes as the lack of blood flow from her feet soon began to crumble her down.

She noticed all of the insects were coated with dark and yellow skin. Her heart pounding out of her chest, she slowly trailed backward as her teeth clattered.

(Luna) BEES!!!

Her tough side crumbling down to that of a regular teenage girl, Luna blanketed herself with the garlic crops, covering her face with her hands.

Vivy quickly walked backward as she also noticed one different characteristic compared to the insect that Luna blared out. One of the characteristics is that the insect had long slim legs and body, along with their skin being more oiled and shiny.

(Vivy’s thoughts) Wait! Wait! Wait!

In the snap of a finger, the swarm of yellow devils from hell began to surround the poor woman, as she fought the air with her arms and hands while keeping her head down.

Chris, who had just seen the entire fight like a spectator, noticed a large burly figure sitting down along the far end of the garlic field. His eyes closed, he was wide open for anyone to take down, but fortunately for him, there were eyes right above him.

Eyes that were eagle-shaped and nested itself on top of the hill.

Gawking his mouth open, he looked over toward the dancing Vivy who fought against the swarm of yellow devils, with just a single word coming out.

(Chris) Wasps…

(Benn’s thoughts) Wasps have tough exoskeletons, but not that much when dealing with bleach. But they could withstand bleach more than actual metal.

The swarm beginning to shrink, many of the fallen wasps that attacked the poor humanoid creature soon got swallowed up by the liquid bleach. Blots of bubbles soon popping out from the humanoid creature’s skin, she knelt down on the ground with both of her palms holding herself up.

Turning her head toward the burning crop field, she had no choice but to soon wither all the liquid away. Like an ice cube that melted onto a patch of sidewalk, the liquid spread out far and wide for a few meters, but unlike the ice cube, it still left the core.

A core that had wasp stings all around her body.

(Vivy’s thoughts) I … gotta get up …

Despite 75% of the wasps being killed by the bleach, the other 25% still continued its merciless rampage. Reaching her hand outward, she looked toward the ranch that had its dazzling lights on.

Her thighs swollen, her lips botched up, her cheeks puffed like a pufferfish.

Her entire lower body was paralyzed, with no choice but to claw herself on top of the fertilized dirt that engraved itself onto her pale skin legs. Clattering her teeth, her throat soon began to be molested by a couple of stings from not outside, but inside her throat;

Her windpipe soon began to be clogged by the large inflammation of her insides.

(Vivy’s thoughts) I … gotta make it back … before … I need … I need he—

(??? in Vivy’s thoughts) You got to be perfect in what you do Vivy. Promise me you won’t be like your good-for-nothing brother.

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(Vivy’s thoughts) no…

Her crawling soon ceased, as she just blindly stared straight at the large ranch that she called home.

Still letting the wasps sting her repeatedly, even noise from all around her soon began to fade away with the world of white taking over. Not even feeling the sensations of the world around her, even the palms that were drenched with dirt soon began to fade into submission as well.

Next, she couldn’t see what’s in front of her anymore.

(Vivy’s thoughts) I need power.

Her body soon began to melt like water.

Like water she ebbed, being submerged in the dense liquid that she found solace in. Allowing her mouth to be open, a large quantity of the liquid soon plowed into her desolate mouth, all the while she saw the fading light that was out of her reach.

(Vivy’s thoughts) I need more.

Then came the Hades zone of the abyss.

Trapped in the pitch-black void of what’s not real and what’s real, not even a trace of breath or thought soon brought up to her mind or body. But just as she was about to close her eyes, a single flash of white sparkled and gleamed right in front of her.

A light that was just narrowly in her line of grasp.

(Vivy’s thoughts) I need your strength, Vivy.

Grabbing a hold of the white spark, the pitch-black void of nothingness soon erupted into reality. Like a time suck, a jolt of lightning traversed through her entire body.

Having her knees grazing the soil below, she looked up toward the cloudy sky that she longed to see for the stars above.

But in the end, all that matters is perfection, not detours.

(Vivy’s thoughts) Blessing of Bleach: Act 2.

A burst of bleach soon brushed down against all of them, along with the flames from the eastern side soon being put to a halt.

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(Luna) What the—

She stumbled backward from the tidal wave of bleach.

Hitting her head on the dirt, the bleach grazed and splashed up upon her face, with bits of the liquid clamming down onto her eyes and mouth. Along with Chris merely watching the wave unfold, the gushing of it managed to cover the top half of his boots.

But the more the bleach spread out, the incoming flames from the east began to be cured by the said bleach.

Springing his eyes back to life, Benn panted heavily as he placed his right hand onto his pectoral muscle. His face already pained with sweat, and his legs soon fell fast asleep as if thousands of needles were pinning him on his soles.

(Benn’s thoughts) I was lucky enough to find a wasp nest and use the queen for her vision, but controlling the queen was a hundred times more exhausting than a regular worker. I wish that I could control the entire swarm rather than just the queen…

Barely having one foot on the soil, he had the other foot nestled softly underneath the garlic crops. Seeing that both Chris and Luna were relatively intact, he also took notice of a feminine figure looking up into the night sky.

Without a care in the world, the woman dripped out bleach from the ends of her fingertips, the brash liquid giving malnourishment to the crops below.

(Vivy) I think I’m ready for round two…

No wasp stings nor bruises were seen on her body.

As if she had never been stung in the first place, her soft porcelain pale skin glowed under the cloudy night sky, followed by her turquoise hair flowing in the hot wind. Spreading both of her hands out, she softly giggled out in the dead of night, with gunshots soon beginning to be rampant far into the eastern side of the ranch.

Tilting her head backward, she made eye contact with Benn. Causing her to spit with just a single glance, rubbing and digging the area where she spat by using the tip of her boots.

Barely standing on his feet, Benn took a single step forward with his right foot. Having his mouth froth out in the open, he dragged his left foot through the fertile dirt all the while keeping his frowning glare at the woman.

In return, Vivy’s hands began to trickle down the soil with her bleach, having them onto the height of her waist. Like watering the garden with a hose, an endless stream of bleach just poured out while hunching her back. Ceasing the flow of bleach, she then…

Grabbed the javelin-like bleach spear that she held with her right hand.

(Vivy) After I’m done with you, you wish you’d be dead.

(Luna) And after I’m done with you, you’ll wish that you would have killed me.

In the knick of time, Vivy arched her back 90 degrees, with her vision fully encapsulating the rusted blade of none other than the swordswoman of the group. The bottom of the blade barely grazing the tip of her long nose, Luna used her other blade to thrust straight on top of Vivy’s abdomen.

Since she had a javelin carved out of bleach, she tightened her bottom as well as her lower body to hold herself in that arched position. By extending her right arm, she narrowly blocked the blade from entering inside of her stomach, the tip of it millimeters from seething into her liver.

Despite the javelin not being able to be used offensively…

A huge burst of bleach slammed onto her face.

(Luna’s thoughts) Huh?

Being pushed back a couple of feet, she soon landed on her back as a small crack was created on her lower back. Her eyes were stained red, as well as her pupils making her seem disarrayed, the smell of the overall fumes formed low monotone groans and growls from her throat.

Having one knee on the dirt, as well as opening her eyes, she widened them soon after when seeing another javelin being held by Vivy.

(Luna’s thoughts) Shit!

(Chris’s thoughts) What can I do…

About to throw her javelin, Luna took a wobbly step back before vanishing like the hot wind of the night. Teleporting in back of her, Luna had her heels slightly angled on the ground like a ballerina replacing her tippy toes with her heels.

And just on the other end of the crop field was Chris, who wielded his mauser pistol with both of his hands. The gun shaking and trembling, the metal clacked softly followed by the barrel of the gun raising itself onto the woman. Gulping down, his breath out of place, his knees buckled.

His vision began to blur as if his eyeballs were crying rather than his own eyes.

(Chris’s thoughts) If I shoot her, she’ll come to attack me… She’s powerful … and she’ll…

Puckering up his lips to form a twitching frown, he moved his finger closer and closer to caress the stinging metal that pinched his skin. His lungs full of air, along with his face beginning to water from the intense stare that he forgave on the woman, his finger began to push farther on the trigger.

And with one more push—

A hand blocked the barrel of the gun. His vision completely blurred in front of him, the only thing that he could see in front of him was nothing but the gun and hand that held him back. Turning to the right to see his shoulder, silence fell for him.

(Christian) Once we get back, you’re going to be scooping chicken poop every day for a week.

(Chris) C-Christian!

Benn slowly walked toward the two of them, clutching his right hand over his chest as blood spurted out from both of his nostrils. The two brothers watching the shark-human barely keep his feet straight, Chris lowered his gun to his holster, while Christian folded his arms over his chest.

As he tapped his foot on the dirt.

(Christian) Seems like you reached your limits sharky.

(Benn) Need … medicine…

(Chris) Uh … oh-here I’ll give it to you.

Pulling out a simple miniscule glass capsule, the glass that contained it was only a few millimeters in length with the serum being shaded in a milky white. Having it tightly wrapped in his right hand, Chris was about to toss it to Benn until a firm hand tightened onto his shoulder.

Not even bothering to turn to look at the figure from before, Chris looked downward as he rubbed the glass with his light-tanned fingers.

(Christian) That’s our last sample.

(Chris) But he needs it more than me…

(Christian) That shark-human has a member that could heal in their group, so it would be stupid for you to just give it to—

Chris shrugged off his brother’s hand, causing it to lower against Christian’s leg.

Tightening his hold on the glass capsule, the glass itself began to slightly break against Chris’s grip. His body softly trembling, Chris walked toward the shark-human who had both knees on the dirt, with the stems of the garlic reaching up to his waist.

Unable to speak, Christian only watched with his mouth slightly opened to let the hot air dwell in his dry mouth. Standing in front of the shark-human, Chris knelt on one knee, extending his hand toward Benn to allow him to grab the glass capsule in one snatch.

Standing up, he didn’t dare to look at his brother, as he just stared into the empty midnight horizon.

(Chris) Why are shark-humans dangerous …? An idiot like me cannot understand why… so tell me why.

Christian looked away, letting his eyes and cheeks drop down while letting his hands be motionless to gravity.

A hole starting to dwell inside of himself, he began to look toward the shark-human that began to drink down the small bottle of penicillin. Letting out a long exhale of air out of his lungs, he turned his body away from the two of them, as he adjusted his eyeballs to glance toward Chris alone.

(Christian) Let’s just get out of here…

Pinning the camera onto a different set of characters.

Luna leaped back and teleported endlessly across the fields of garlic that she jumped through, as fertilizer soon molested the ends of her all-colored pink shoes. Followed by her jacket and pants being shaded in a light pink as well, her blades were bent and rusted from the past attacks and chemicals that were unfortunately bestowed on her and her blades.

But that didn’t stop her, as Vivy carried a bleach-crafted shield with her left hand while throwing exploding bleach javelins with her right.

Not being fast for Luna, Vivy began to let out an angry hum from her throat, her eyes straining red from the woman who outpaced her.

(Vivy) Hold still you stupid muscular bitch!

(Luna) Make me, you manless whore!

Throwing another javelin, it flew through the air the same as last time, exploding from the back of Luna. Learning from her mistake, Luna instantly teleported in back of Vivy, pushing her feet off against the soil as she looked like she flew in the air.

Thrusting both of her hands back, she then propelled them in the direction of where Vivy’s chest was.

But with her left shield, Vivy barely blocked both Luna’s blades as it soon got trapped by her bleach yet again.

(Vivy) My whore now!~

(Luna) Fuck!

Sizzling from the crops can be heard.

Both ignoring the sizzling, Vivy pulled back her right arm, as another javelin soon began to form with her right palm. Letting out a devilish grin, her eyes began to slant sideways as wrinkles formed along her forehead and cheeks, despite her age being similar to Luna’s.

Tilting her head to the right, a bit of saliva ran down her right lip.

(Vivy) So long bitch!

A hand began to choke on Vivy’s throat.

In front of Vivy, a woman with dark-complected skin came right in between her and the tanned beauty. Having hair that barely reached her shoulders, the woman who looked the same age as Luke began to drip an abundance of a foul liquid similar to Vivy’s.

Or rather, a liquid that was rather the complete opposite.

(Luna’s thoughts) Pacifica?

Both Vivy’s neck and Pacifica’s palm started to sting from the conflicting liquids, Pacifica began to clench down her teeth as she slightly turned to look at Luna.

(Pacifica) Looks Looks like my time has come to deliver a beatdown!