“Ahf! Ahf!” Sweat was pouring off of the Mysterious Mistress like crazy. She had to loosen up her zipper to accommodate more fresh air but in doing so, exposed most of her cleavage.
The audience went wild with excitement upon seeing this, even females were included. “Alright! That’s what I’m talking about! Look at those scrumptious melons!”
“Oh damn! She's hot! Literally!” A beady-eyed man with a plump complex was chugging down his soda when suddenly he choked after laying eyes on the Mysterious Mistress’s alluring cleavage.
“Honey where do you think you are looking?!” A couple who was watching the monitor started arguing with each other because one of them was staring and drooling too much over the Mysterious Mistress’s exposed flesh.
Inside of the elimination chamber, White Demon was clenching her fists so fiercely that it caused a livid imprint to form in her palms. “You better not fall below my expectations, you mysterious tramp!”
Beside White Demon, another girl was staring at the monitors with a ridiculous gaze. It was none other than, rabbit teeth Kira. “Resotnero don’t let that mysterious slut fool you. Hurry up and get rid of her!”
“Selain get ready!” The Mysterious Mistress ignited her Motor once more. She shot forward at the gigantic flaming meteor.
“Lady are you insane!” Resotnero was surprised by her sudden action. Who in their right mind would actually attempt something so ludicrous? “She really does have a bulky vagina.” Thought Resotnero.
“I can’t let some newbie outshine me. I'm coming too! Well with that being said, how do I cross that thing?” Resotnero stood still for a while, garnering his thought then bent down and interacted with the interface of his Rollerblades. Some lights flashed on his Motor before it started transforming into something major.
Resotnero’s Rollerblades extended dramatically, creating extensions of multiple wheels and a propeller which made him slightly hover in the air.
“This is my final trump card, Aviator Mode. I won’t be able to pull out all of its potentials with one of my legs being injured but, I’m hoping that it can at least bring me halfway over that thing. From there I can... Huh?” Resotnero was interrupted in his thought process after seeing the Mysterious Mistress in action.
Two blazing meteorites which were half the size of the gigantic one, fell towards the Mysterious Mistress who was only 50 metres over the everlasting meteorite.
“Try all you want, I won’t give up!” Perceiving the falling meteorites, the Mysterious Mistress manoeuvred her motorbike to dodge the first wave of meteorites successfully but the second wave was a lot trickier for her to avoid with a simple dodge.
Looking up, she saw a falling crisis which could annihilate her completely. “This is getting tough. That one is too imposing for me to dodge and before it reaches me, I fear just being on this blazing rock any longer will wither away my existence.”
The Mysterious Mistress was in an inescapable predicament. The flaming meteorite that she was riding over was quickly melting her tires along with her very apparel. Not to mention the competing meteorite which was descending on her head. She was in a bind which could very well uncover her mystery. If she didn’t think of a solution fast, her Tomb Riding days might be over.
Earlier before the first wave of meteorite bombarded the Mysterious Mistress, Resotnero made his way onto the gigantic meteor. Compared to the Mysterious Mistress, he was slowly ascending all the while receiving extra damage from the furnace-like heat that the meteor was radiating. The propellers on his Motor were trying to avoid direct contact with the meteor's surface, otherwise, it would have been game over for him on the spot.
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While Resotnero was sucking in his pain and slowly advancing over the burning meteor, he glanced at where the Mysterious Mistress was, seeing the second wave of meteorite threatening to eliminate her. “Huh, she’s in a dire strait than I am. At this rate, if she’s eliminated, I don’t know if I’ll be able to reap her Silver Ghoul Souls.” Resotnero was disappointed. If he couldn’t reap the Mysterious Mistress’s Ghoul Souls, he wouldn’t make it in the top three.
While Resotnero was thinking of ways to get back at the Mysterious Mistress, the second wave of meteorite arrived within her proximity. The heavenly body of heat exuded a blistering smile. It was telling the Mysterious Mistress that her life was about to be snuffed out.
“Hell if I’ll let you! Ahh! Selain get ready to dive!” The Mysterious Mistress made a U-turn opposing the falling meteorite.
“Huh, why is she going back down?” wondered Resotnero along with the spectating audience. At that moment, they saw the Mysterious Mistress taking out her dark blade from her helmet's inventory. ‘What is she going to do?’
“Now! Violent Slash!” The Mysterious Mistress made a cutting motion with her dark blade, slicing into a large mass of the burning rock below. A massive crater was formed as the sliced portion of the rock shattered to pieces. “Dive!” she manoeuvred her Motor into the large crater. By doing this, she was able to evade the hellish round of the falling meteorite.
The meteorite crashed into the ground with a terrifying impact that caused the surrounding surface to vibrate. Resotnero lost altitude by a couple of metres but he quickly regained his balance and continued ascending.
Everyone was startled by the Mysterious Mistress’s quick wits. They all gaped with shock when they saw her sliced off a large portion of the gigantic meteorite and hid within it to avoid the crushing grasp of the falling rock.
After her worries have passed, the Mysterious Mistress waited a bit before going back outside. “The inner area of the meteorite isn’t as hot as the outer layer. Because of this, I was able to cool down. Now time for me to get back out there. Only two fingers left before the timer reaches zero and I won’t fail.” She slapped a serious look on her face then revved her Motor out of the crater and started ascending again.
The heat was fighting against the two Tomb Riders who were almost over the gigantic meteorite. Resotnero who was in the lead had most of his trousers burnt off and he was sweating from head to toe. The Mysterious Mistress was also sweating like a fountain; her heated sweat dribbled down her cleavage and down her almost exposed thighs. Most of her alluring flesh was exposed due to her costume burning away by the meteor’s blaze.
The horny cats and dogs in the crowd were barking and meowing wildly with excitement, all of them wishing for the heat to burn away the Mysterious Mistress’s clothes completely so that they could lay eyes on her scrumptious parts. Nobody was even paying attention to Resotnero while all of this was taking place. They forgot that he still existed.
Resotnero was also taking a gander behind him now and them, capturing multiple images of the Mysterious Mistress’s exposed flesh. “Damn! Why the hell does she have to be so sexy? Did god wear an extra pair of glasses when he was sculpting her figure?” Resotnero was heating up inside, his internal heat could almost compete with that of the meteor. But this wasn’t a good sign, he needed to calm down immediately.
Resotnero sucked in his breath, calming himself down. “Breathe you, big idiot! Breathe! Don’t forget that you have a race to win.” After scolding himself, Resotnero slapped on his game face and increased the rotation of his Motor.
“Go!” He crossed 100 metres in the blink of an eye, he was moving so quickly that the meteor’s heat barely affected him. Because of his tenacity, it worsened the injury of his leg but he still pushed upwards. Blood spilt as quickly as it evaporated.
Seeing Resotnero giving it his all, the Mysterious Mistress decided not to log behind. She gripped the handlebar of her Motor; harassed the throttle, forcing her motorbike to adapt a sonic-like speed. She shot ahead of Resotnero who was nearing the top, the sonic waves created by her speed almost topple him over.
“Hey, watch it!” Resotnero screamed out angrily while trying to regain his balance.
The Mysterious Mistress glance back at him and said resolutely. “You should just give up. In your current condition, you will never make it across the finish line.”
“Oh yeah?! We’ll see about that! Mind your own damn business!” Resotnero gritted his teeth in anger then channelled all of the strength into his Motor. The propelling force of his rollerblades increased enough to land him at the top but he was still way behind the Mysterious Mistress’s bouncing ass.
Now that they’ve both reached the top of the gigantic meteorite, all that’s left was for them to cross the longitudinal surface and descend towards the finish line. But this was easier said than done because now that they were closer to the top, they had less space to react to the falling meteorites. One miscalculation could cause them to lose everything that they’ve worked so hard to procure.