Evolution of the Ruined Heir

Chapter 299: Creep

Karla Sanguine had been through pain in her life.

But nothing could compare to what she had endured these past few days.

She had snuck into the Nocturne pretending to be someone else and had successfully tricked a potentially high level official into taking her to his room.

She had been elated when she found a clue that led her deep into town. She could already picture her master, Malakai’s face when she reported her findings.

Unfortunately, it had ended with her getting caught and tortured.

Currently, she was off the floor, her limbs stretched out and held with thick, cold chains that pressed against her limbs with any movement she made. As far as she could tell, she was in another room in the abandoned building she’d been caught in.

’Shit.’

Karla could barely open her eyes. They were glued together from the dried blood that had fallen from the countless blows she’d taken to the head.

She was barely clothed. She’d been stripped of her clothes, leaving only her undergarments that barely covered anything.

The man who had captured her was a synergy stage Tendrix, and Karla had seen his elation the instant he saw her.

There was something sick in his gaze, she had seen it countless times, after all. Lust.

The past few days had been hell. She had been right, after all. It was lust she saw in his eyes.

The instant she woke up, the man had demanded she submit to him. According to him, rape was uninspiring, so he would rather she submit, “take the wheels” as he had said.

Karla had refused, and he had beaten and tortured her for that. She couldn’t count the number of times he’d broken her bones.

Her body was battered, and even if she got out of these chains, she doubted she could get far with her condition.

’I’m going to die.’ The thought filled Karla with regret. Everything was supposed to be better now. As long as she made herself useful to the Ninth Vein, he was going to take care of her and her sister.

But if she dies now… what would happen to her sister?

’Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!’ She had overestimated herself. If only she hadn’t acted alone…

Karla gritted her teeth, her frustration boiling over. She pulled at the chains binding her, trying to get free.

But the only thing she was able to achieve was rattling the chains and tightening the binding on her.

But she didn’t stop. She could feel the man’s patience running thin. Soon enough, the “no rape” thing would no longer stand, and he would most probably dispose of her the moment he was done.

The door to the room suddenly opened, and the source of all her misery walked in.

Karla’s eyes landed on a man who was unremarkable in every way. He was short, hunched, with bald patches all over his head.

The intense grin on his face revealed his discolored teeth that looked like they’d seen better days.

“Hey beautiful.”

Karla felt like puking the moment he spoke. She wanted to rip off his tongue.

The man grinned when she shook, trying to break free and rattled the chain even more. His hand reached for his bulging crotch.

“I feel good about today, beautiful. It might be the day we finally have fun,” the man said just as he reached her, running his fingers slowly through her blood soaked hair.

But all he got was a death glare from Karla. The man finally lost his smile. He didn’t like her eyes.

“Stupid bitch.”

His backarm impacted her cheek with a resounding bam, blood mixed with spit spraying from her mouth.

The man clicked his tongue, gaze turning cold. He grabbed hold of her swaying head, raising it towards him.

“I’m getting tired of this stupid shit,” he spat. “If you don’t fucking submit now, I’ll have my way and give you a very painful death.”

Karla felt the hold on her head tighten, followed by pain. He was pulling her hair.

She struggled to form coherent thoughts. But finally…

“Mas…” she muttered.

“Huh? What did you say?” The man brought his ears closer to hear her. But in the next moment, Karla suddenly brought her mouth close and bit into his ear.

“Shit—arrg!”

The man recoiled back, startled, but not without losing a significant piece of his left ear. The embarrassment of having her get one over him struck more than the pain.

“Fucking bitch!” he thundered, holding his bleeding ear. But all he got was Karla suddenly bursting into laughter, revealing her blood soaked teeth. She looked like she had gone crazy.

“You’re dead.”

The man stomped forward, about to hit her, when a knock sounded. He froze, head snapping towards the door.

“Who the hell is that!?” His anger flared, already storming towards the door. He couldn’t wait to teach that fucking bitch a lesson!

He opened the door roughly, about to shout, when he saw that there was nobody there.

“What the hell…”

Had he heard wrong? ’No,’ he shook his head. He was sure he heard a knock. The man glanced back towards Karla. She was still laughing and acting mad.

He felt the sting of pain from his torn ear and gritted his teeth. He wanted nothing more than to go shut that stupid bitch up, but he held himself back.

He was the only one here. The others had long since gone to their target location, and he had stayed behind because of Karla. He had to check out what made that noise.

The man glanced back outside, about to move, when the sound of air tearing echoed. He narrowed his eyes, his perception slowing. He caught sight of an arrow screaming towards his neck the next moment.

The man scoffed at the pathetic attack. His arm snapped forward, snatching the arrow from the air.

He was about to demand for the perpetrator when he caught sight of a red beeping light coming from the arrowhead.

“What—!” Before he could speak, it suddenly opened up, a green smoke bursting out from it. The man inhaled a little before he stopped his breath.