Kyon rushed into a violent attack like the devil himself. Juno, the spitting image of a charming angel, dodged his blows with a significant advantage in speed and help of the wind element.

The enemy almost twice slower than her was giving her a hard time. She couldn’t understand why it was so difficult for her to defeat him. And finally, she got the answer... The monster had excellent movement skills.

{What is the level of his battle fist?! I can’t believe this piece of trash is better than Master Jean!} - The young lady was arrogant but not a blind fool. She had to admit the bitter truth: her movements got better not because of her training with master Jean, but because of the thrashing she had given the slave! She had been unwittingly copying his style of movement. It was insulting to admit that she had learned from the slave... Learning from someone means acknowledging that this someone is better than you. The mere idea was unbearable to her.

Juno rejected unnecessary and harmful thoughts about the supernatural talent her adversary might have. She desperately tried to figure out how to strike him with lightning and knock him over. Soon her sophisticated mind came up with a reasonable idea to give up the ether and focus on the wind. She hadn’t used it yet.

Juno approached Kyon at arm's length (otherwise it wouldn't work) and, with a graceful wave of her hand, launched at him wind blades.

These blades could scratch a few millimeters deep. The slave had a choice to admit his defeat or be cut into shreds. It was time to send a message to the arrogant dastard!

Kyon squinted his eyes. With some difficulty, he could distinguish active air turbulence around the girl, and it didn’t bode well. He quickly stretched his arm in front of him and covered it with the ether barrier.

Juno was anxious to see the hated enemy bleed, but the blades touched the translucent film and evaporated, innocently and harmlessly.

Juno’s large, emerald eyes nearly popped out of her head.

«How?!»

Kyon took advantage of Juno’s momentary confusion and struck her in the chest with a powerful blow, electrically charged. The impact of the blast was comparable to that of 9th stage. She wasn’t going to recover from it quickly.

*bang*

When Juno received a powerful electric shock, she saw the stars. Her body twitched in uncontrollable convulsions. She almost forgot her name.

Kyon wasn’t going give in. He wanted to knock her off her feet and win an unconditional victory.

He wanted to trip her up but missed. The girl had recovered inhumanly quickly and dodged with a backward roll. She was still trembling, her body out of control. Her ears were ringing. She couldn’t wrap her head around what had just happened.

Kyon attacked again, but the girl used her advantage in speed and retreated.

{For shame… I’ve missed such a chance!} – Kyon was disappointed in himself.

Juno pointed out her trembling finger accusingly:

«You… You can't bend the ether! It can’t be!»

«What are you talking about?»

Kyon was cornering Juno slowly and decisively. She was pretty frazzled and beaten but still adorable.

The girl shook her head in disbelief.

«You can’t! A lowlife like you can’t master two elements! Especially ether! Where did you... How can you possibly use lightning?! And why was the discharge so powerful?! Tell me!»

«Shut your shitty mouth, bitch. Wasn’t it your idea that slaves have no right to ask questions and speak without permission. It’s high time I cut you down to size, miserable slave! Just accept the fact that you are an insignificant mediocrity and admit that your magnificent master is much more talented and stronger than you. Then I might spare you and won’t beat you that hard.»

«NO!» – The loser screamed almost hysterically. Her world had burst again like a soap bubble pierced with a sharp needle. She had failed too often recently. Her master showed no hint of bending the ether yesterday, but today she had to learn the hard way that he actually did.

Kyon had slowly cornered the girl. She tried to get tricky and escape, but he grabbed her by the long flowing hair. He pulled her a little too hard. Finally, he had caught this smart, cunning little bird.

Juno let out a mournful squeak like a naughty kitten that was taken by the scruff of the neck. Her legs couldn’t reach the floor. All in all, she looked harmless, pitiful and so cute.

«LET ME GO!» – Juno screamed, re-launching the wind blades and trying to scratch his face with her nails.

Kyon easily repulsed the attack with a careless wave of his hand. He grabbed her fist and gave it a pretty bad current discharge. She had to pay for her impudence and useless resistance.

*bang*

Juno’s body shook in convulsions again, dangling in his hands. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and ran down her pale, almost white with pain and terror, cheeks. The bloody demon scared her like no one else in her entire short life. She was so pathetic. What about her dream to win over her sister? Was everything for nothing?

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Kyon sent out discharge after discharge until her hands went limp. Then he threw her onto the floor, sat down right on her knees, and hit her hard into the chest. She coughed hoarsely.

«Did I tell you that you are nothing but miserable mediocrity? I did. And now for my favorite part: punishing you for trying to kill me!»

«P-please, don’t hurt me... I was not ready... It's not fair!» – Juno mumbled in protest, but Kyon was steadfast. He beat her on and on. Sharp pain spread throughout her whole body like fireworks. She was going through hell again... He didn’t order her to stay still. She was still because of her weakness... She was weaker than him, after all.

Juno tried to cover her most vulnerable places with her hands, but the ruthless monster moved them apart and continued his torture. She was hurt, but her greatest agony was to accept the fact that she had lost to someone who was two stages lower than her in development and twice slower in speed. He had suppressed her like a pathetic, worthless commoner... How could it be that way?

«Admit that I am your master. Say that I am stronger and more talented than you. Then I will stop.» – Kyon was kind enough to give her a chance to stop the torture herself. Revenge is revenge, but he wanted to rehabilitate her first. If she bent under pressure, things would get easier.

But Juno just stood there silent, covering herself.

Kyon frowned and continued his dirty work.

Juno cried and moaned quietly under the influence of his order. She was about to faint. The girl was shaking, her limbs cramping. She had trouble covering her body with her hands. Her eyes were painfully closed all the time, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Kyon was like an insane sadistic executioner. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and was about to continue when he suddenly noticed that Juno wasn’t moving or covering herself anymore... Her eyes were open. She was staring at him carefully and intently without a shadow of fear, far from it. The desire for revenge, the bloodthirst, the ferocity were glowing in her bright green eyes.

Kyon shuddered. He hit her a couple more times but she didn’t move at all. No, she didn’t break down... She had realized that he was rejoicing at her sufferings, and somehow forbade herself to resist.

{Is she... Is she human?} – Kyon was once again amazed at the will of this amazing sly girl. She was taking his blows, not moving, not reacting at all. Human beings don’t do that… Her behavior might be logical and reasonable if she was morally broken. But her eyes were burning with life, with genuine hatred, and an urge to fight to the very end.

Kyon pounded the ground next to her face in a fit of anger.

«Have you gone crazy?! Just say: “I am weaker than you, sir. Please do not beat me anymore. I will be an obedient slave.” And I will immediately stop beating you!»

She didn’t reply. Kyon stood up, put his foot imperiously on her chest, and slightly pressed. He wanted to smash the high-born lady’s cherished pride.

«I can not hear you.»

Juno remained silent. She didn’t even flinch. Then she slowly opened her lips and uttered a barely audible response, whispering three words:

«Just die, please…»

Kyon ran his fingers through his hair, perplexed. He was staring in shock at the indomitable stubborn girl. {Crazy girl, you... are really reckless.}

Juno wearily closed her eyes and turned away. She did not want to see this ugly vermin anymore. He could beat her all he wanted. From now on, she wouldn’t say a word until she died.

Suddenly, she felt a weird wet touch on her bare neck. To her horror, Juno realized that Kyon had planted his repulsive lips on her.

«Аа-а-а-а-а-аh! No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!» – Juno, so calm before, screamed in disgust and pushed the “mosquito” with her foot, lightning fast.

Kyon had been so mesmerized by her unusual behavior that he decided to get a taste of her will. Unexpectedly, she fought back, surprising him yet again.

Juno squatted and backed away, looking at Kyon in animal fear.

«Don't you dare! I'll kill myself if you do that again! And I’ll take you along!» – The young lady struggled to her feet and staggered back, faster this time. With trembling hands, she felt her way to the gates, opened them shut and ran to the mansion. To be more precise, she quietly walked away, obeying Kyon’s order. Her heart was beating frantically. She couldn’t calm down the turmoil building inside of her. A lowborn slave had kissed her in the neck! Her life was no different from the trash in the slums.

Kyon helplessly scratched his head, not even trying to stop her. Something told him if he continued sexual pressure (and it seemed to be the only thing that worked on her), she would break down. Not to the point he wished, though. She would turn into a spineless puppet, with cut-off strings.

Kyon assumed that his kiss was worse than a knife in the heart. His “honest” beating didn’t affect Juno, but an innocent kiss almost destroyed her. He doubted she would ever seek to kill him again if she was so afraid of being dishonored.

Kyon sighed sadly. {Probably, if she treated me as an equal, I would make her my girlfriend.}

…

Meanwhile, Juno returned to her chamber and flopped onto the soft pillows. Tears were pouring down her cheeks. It had been gross. She could feel a thorn in her heart. He kissed her on the neck... Her noble essence had been desecrated. He beat her in a fair fight. She was a mediocrity, after all.

Gradually, the pain had overlapped the feeling of disgust and self-pity. She could feel only hellish, unbearable, excruciating pain.

Juno carefully removed her blouse and was horrified by what she saw. Her entire chest, stomach, and sides were black and blue. The pain was so intense that her body was numb. It was the only reason she wasn’t crawling on the floor, stifling her moans.

With a trembling hand, she took a tube of ointment out of her spatial ring and put some on her finger to the treat her injuries. She was still sick at heart, but she never stopped muttering to herself with murderous determination:

«I will kill this monster at any cost... I will kill him in the most cruel way…»

She couldn’t stand to see her crippled body. She had always been proud of her figure, her wasp waist, neat boobs, and slender legs. But now her body depressed her with the ugly blue and bloody-red pattern of bruises and abrasions. It would take days to cure the injuries with the ointment. And she had the old wounds that didn’t have time to heal properly. Her healing would drag on for a long time, accompanied by pain and anguish. Damned slave... What did she do to bring him upon herself?

The tube of ointment ended too quickly. Juno wanted to go for a new one to the treatment room, but only gritted her teeth in anger. Her cage of orders forbade her to raise any suspicion. She had already taken the ointment for the “master.” Her subconscious wouldn’t allow her to take any more.

She was going to suffer in agony even longer than she had imagined... All because of him. She hated the name Kyon to the depths of her soul. The girl sadly curled up in bed, gently hugging her legs, trying to sort her thoughts out. Things were getting worse and worse. But…

Juno will never give up.