My Cuckhold System

Behind them, the strung up gang members stared with widened eyes in disbelief.

None of them had expected this from an unknown gang of three “kids.”

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The moment West stepped into the rupture, the world twisted, warped, and before straightening back into place.

A suffocating and oppressive wave of heat hit them immediately.

The environment around them had completely changed.

Gone was the industrial landscape of the power plant, the scenery was replaced by a hellscape.

The ground was cracked in zigzagging molten lines that glowed like veins of lava beneath the surface. Massive pits of molten rock bubbled and churned, sending bursts of heat upward in violent waves.

Spiky mountains surrounded them in unnatural formations, occasionally erupting with rings of fire that blasted outward in expanding circles.

The sky up above was a swirling mass of burning clouds with glowing embers drifting down like ash.

Jax eyes swept around in disbelief.

“…yeah,” he voiced with a dry tone. “This is definitely not my kind of environment.”

He took one step forward and immediately triggered a trap.

A circular rune beneath his foot flared. “Wait—”

BOOM.

A concentrated shockwave of flames erupted upward, engulfing him and sending him flying through the air like a ragdoll.

“JAX!”

Before he could slam into the ground, Seraphyra’s tail swept outward, coiling around him mid-air and catching him effortlessly.

When she lowered him back down, he was cooked… literally.

His face was blackened with soot with smoke rising from his clothes and his hair was slightly singed at the edges.

He blinked twice.

“…I hate this place,” he said flatly.

Nina burst into laughter while West shook his head slightly. “You’re lucky I gave you that armor,” he said. “Otherwise you’d be a charcoal sketch right now.”

Jax brushed himself off, muttering something under his breath about “unfair terrain disadvantage.”

They pressed forward and the deeper they went, the more hostile the environment became. Sudden bursts of flame erupted from fissures in the ground. Rings of fire shot outward from nearby mountain ridges without warning, forcing them to adjust constantly.

Gor’thala took the lead, raising her staff as she moved.

Each time a wave of fire approached, she conjured a barrier reinforced with magic that absorbed the worst of the heat, allowing the group to move through safely.

Seraphyra slithered behind them with her massive form unaffected by the temperature, her eyes scanning the surroundings for movement.

Finally, the first wave appeared…

From between the cracked terrain, silhouettes became visible.

At first, they looked like statues until they moved. They were tall humanoid lizard-like creatures with hardened bodies covered in volcanic scales that emitted a dull glow and eyes that burned like embers.

One hissed as they all charged.

“Finally,” Jax muttered, drawing his katana.

The blade erupted into frost the moment it left its sheath, clashing violently with the surrounding heat.

“Let’s see how tough you really are.”

The first creature sped forward with its tongue shooting forward like a spear.

It extended over twenty feet forward instantly, nearly grazing Jax.

Jax’s eyes widened as he spun to the side while charging forward with his katana.

He closed the distance beween them and slashed at its chest but the blade barely cut halfway.

“What the—?”

The creature’s scales absorbed most of the impact. The heated environment had made them incredibly durable.

Another attacked from the side but West stepped in immediately with his fist swinging forward in an uppercut.

Bam!

The second lizard like creature got sent flying across the air with its jawline denting inward slightly.

“The environment’s reinforcing them,” he said quickly. “Don’t waste energy on shallow hits—aim for joints, eyes, or exposed sections when they extend their tongues.”

Nina brush flashed across the air and a construct materialized.

A massive, spiked shield slammed into one of the creatures, staggering it backward.

“Got it,” she said.

A tongue lashed toward Nina’s face, but before it could reach…

The Guardian Sword came out of West’s inventory with a ripple of dark mist. Its massive black blade cut through the air as he swung it down. The blade struck the creature’s tongue and sliced through it.

However, even with the tongue, exposed and softer than the rest of its body, it was still difficult to sever cleanly. The creature screamed while staggering back as black blood sprayed across the burning ground, sizzling the moment it landed.

West slid forward as three more rushed him. “Eyes, mouth, underarms, neck gaps—anything that looks less plated works as well.”

Jax gritted his teeth and raised his ice katana causing frost to gather across the blade despite the suffocating heat. “You say that like they’re going to politely stand still and show me their weak spots.”

A creature leapt at him with claws outstretched. Jax stepped into the attack rather than away from it, sliding beneath the swipe as he slashed upward toward the inside of its elbow.

The katana penetrated deep, but not as deep as it should have… Steam burst violently from the wound as frost clashed with the creature’s internal heat, and Jax cursed as the ice crawling along his blade weakened almost instantly.

“This place is nerfing me hard,” he snapped while twisting away from another tongue strike. “I want to file a terrain complaint.”

“Survive first,” Nina stated.

Her brush flashed rapidly in the air, forming into thick iron stakes that appeared above one creature and dropped like heavy spears. Two shattered against its back with loud clangs, but one struck the softer membrane around the base of its neck.

The creature staggered, and before it could recover, West crossed the distance in one explosive step and drove the Guardian Sword through that same spot. The sword cleaved through with a wet crunch as dark mist ate at the wound while the beast convulsed and collapsed.

Gor’thala stood near the center of the group with her staff planted against the ground as she chanted in a low voice. Rings of greenish magic expanded beneath her feet, spreading out through the cracked terrain before erupting in sharp wooden spikes under the creatures.

The spell didn’t pierce the thick scales directly, but it forced several of them off balance, lifting their limbs and exposing softer underbellies.

She immediately followed with a burst of emerald flame, which exploded around one lizard’s head, driving it backward in pain.