Release That Succubus

The compressed wind proved to be sharper than the strongest of swords. While Violet was in her augmented state, her body was tougher than steel and was capable of devastating the ground underneath her feet with just her casual steps.

This was a testament to the strength of Jack as he was easily able to penetrate the augmented body of a direct descendant of the Windsor family with just his wind elemental control. .𝒐𝙧𝒈

Violet had to learn it the hard way, the cold nature of ferocious beasts like Jack who didn’t take pity on her at all. Instead, he kept on increasing the strength of the wind that he was using to assault her after he came to understand that her body was harder than a girl her should have.

As a result she was riddled with cuts and bruises all over her body even though they weren’t as deep due to her mana augmenting her physique. The wounds thought not deep were bleeding all the same and she was beginning to feel anemic with all the blood loss.

Jack began to get impatient when Violet resisted with all her might. He had been expecting to get this job done easily for the reward that the Hunter family had promised him but the girl was proving to be quite troublesome. She was unwilling to admit defeat and was trying to retaliate in whatever manner she could.

Jack had been taking it easy because of the request of his employer but it seemed that in order to subdue the girl, he had to be slightly heavy handed.

He closed his hand into a fist and wind element gathered around his fists as if in response to his will. With the addition of the fast rotating wind around his fists, a punch from him was easily able to mince its target to pieces. Although Jack didn’t intend on shredding Violet to pieces, this was the best he could do to frighten her out of her mind and shake her mental strength.

Violet’s senses were all on full alert thanks to her physical augmentation. She noticed even the little amount of wind elemental force that was gathering slightly at the feet of her attacker and knew that he was about to launch himself at her.

At the very first indication, Violet threw herself to the side leaving a large crater in her wake. The force from the push propelled her sideways for close to ten meters before her fall broke.

Jack’s fist came crashing down at the place she had just been and the floor made of tough looking marble was instantly shredded into bits like it had been through a grinder.

Fear gripped Violet at the thought of what would have happened to her had she not sensed the attack early on. She sent all her senses into overdrive as Jack became the center of her focus entirely. She was even keeping track of the slightest twitch in his pinky toe because her life depended on it. If Jack used the wind to propel himself faster, she had to be able to pre-empt every move of his to be able to dodge it.

Jack didn’t stop after that first punch and launched another flurry of punches like he didn’t care about anything in his path. The wind element crushed every single obstacle his fists paced but he was unable to make contact with Violet’s body completely.

A few nicks from the peripheral winds of his fists sent Violet into a pitiful state. She looked like she was wearing a rag that was so drenched in her blood that it was unable to soak any further of her life liquid.

Just when she thought that the next punch from Jack would be the last one she would ever have to face, the incoming fist was forced to come to a halt. A sword had cut through the path of the fist. It seemed to be both a warning and an attack. Had Jack continued with his attack, there was no doubt that his arm would have been severed by the incoming slash of the sword.

Violet was more shocked than Jack who was on the winning side. She had already lost all hope but the sword had rejuvenated her will to live all of a sudden.

Jack on the other hand felt more anger than shock. He had been so close to completing his objective and because of the earlier delay another fly had come to interfere with his work.

He stared at Luke who was looking at him menacingly from the side and bared his teeth at him. His bloodlust shot through the roof and cowed the glaring Luke for a second. The latter recovered almost instantly but the danger he felt from Jack intensified his alertness.

Luke could tell that Jack was a formidable opponent who probably had enough experience on the battlefield and would prove to be a threat to his life if he dared to hold back in front of him.

Before Luke could think of a method to let Violet escape while he tried to hold back Jack on his own, a hurricane materialized out of nowhere and blew everything in the mansion towards the outside. Violet and Luke were in the eye of the hurricane while Jack was walking towards them undisturbed as if the hurricane itself was making way for him.

Luke was unable to push past the ferocious gale of the wind and lost control of the sword in his hand. The wind blew it into the wall behind him where it got embedded with half of its blade inside the wall.

Luke wasn’t as worried about himself as he was about Violet. He knew that Violet hadn’t been involved in any fighting for a long time and was probably too scared to do anything. He wanted to get her out of harm’s way before turning back to fight Jack.

Jack had gone all out this time and the strength of the hurricane was enough to depict his wrath. It was uncontrolled and was damaging the foundation of the entire Windsor family estate. Even Violet was having trouble trying to stand her ground let alone Luke who was standing in the eye of the attack and the closest one in Jack’s way.