37 「Savior」 (2/2)

Sebas and Climb stood in the background, giving Ninya the spotlight as she bounced the butt of her staff off the floor.

On the bed was a man on his knees with his back to the visitors. His hands had a woman's legs forced open. It was clear that she had gone through much abuse. Just like all the other women here, she wasn't protected nor was their treatment held to any standards.

It appeared the clients could do whatever they wanted with the girls. It was sickening…

The man slowly turned his head to the side. He had dark brown hair that matched the length of his jawline. He even had a goatee and a mustache. It was an Adventurer, his tags clearly seen on his chest.

”Who the hell are you guys!? Guards!”

There was nothing. No sounds from the other room except for the pattering of feet. Soon enough there were the other women from the other rooms. Some of them had been healed, while most of them were in various states of damage and truama.

”Tuare. Tuare is that you?” Ninya called out to the woman who was weeping beneath the man.

The weeping was reduced to sniffling as she could hear her name being called over and over again. The man, as she went to sit up, pushed her back down.

”Stay down,” he'd spit and threaten as he turned his attention back towards her, a fist raised in the air.

”Filth,” Sebas stated as he took several steps forward. ”Remove your hands from the fair Miss, or I will remove them.” He ordered the man which caused him to lower his fist and turn his head to look to Sebas, encountering his intimidating and lethal gaze.

”Hm...” Stepping off the bed and withdrawing himself from the small blond on the bed, he looked over Sebas before taking what looked to be some sort of martial stance.

Tuare slowly sat up again, this time hugging a pillow to her chest for dear life. Her face was bloodied up, and like the others she was decorated in bruises which were in various states of healing or swelling.

Her little sister was here? Her eyes rested upon Ninya. She had cut her hair, it was no longer long. Her clothes, they hid her identity as a woman and that staff. She stared at it. It seemed to be alive as it was breathing in her sister's hands. What on Earth was that?

Wait, her sister could use magic?

”Sebas-san… Make it hurt.”

Cracking his knuckles, Sebas nodded to himself. It was time to hold back then in order to expect the maximum amount of pain prior to death.

That's when Tuare launched herself off the bed running, attempting to get passed the Adventurer who had been using her, abusing her. Her eyes rested on her little sister, the silver tag around her neck.

Her sister had gained power to save her! And perhaps powerful allies? Taken in by the moment, she hardly noticed the man trying to stop her. Trying to trip her so that she would fall with her own momentum to carry her hard to the ground.

Sebas however had other plans. He moved forward, took the initiative to kick the man's shin out of the way. Sending the Adventurer crashing to the ground after taking his leg out from under him. Then brought his heel down onto the man's chest. Promptly and slowly digging it into him.

The Adventurer yelped and growled, grabbing at Sebas's leg and trying to pull it off. Yet he couldn't make the Head Butler budge whatsoever. ”You bastard!” He spat out blood as his ribs began to collapse on his lungs and heart. ”I'll haunt you for eternity!”

”You are most welcome to try,” Sebas huffed as he found this man cursing him low-key amusing.

Increasing the pressure, the man screamed until it was drowned out by his own coughing. He started to gurgle his own blood, his lungs were filling up with liquid and bodily fluids. ”Helph meh… Elp...m...e..”

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Ninya had her arms around Tuare, holding onto her older sister, burying her face into her shoulder. ”Neechan… I thought I lost you...”

Tuare despite being badly abused, had dropped the pillow and traded it for her little sister's head. ”Ni-Nin...Ninya..” It appeared she had a hard time speaking with a sore jaw, but she managed to say at least her sister's name. She sniffled and held back her sobs. A warmth began to overtake her, healing her. Based on Ninya's intention the staff had cast「Heal」 upon her.

Some of the women watching from the door, smiled at the reunion of the two sisters.

Tuare glanced over towards the back of Sebas. He didn't have a scratch on him. Her eyes then traveled down to the adventurer as he removed his heel. The man who had been using her for over an hour now, was dead on the ground, a mere corpse.

”Ladies,” he turned to face the others after taking in his handiwork. ”It's time to move on, please. Gather your essentials and Follow us.”

The women went around and collected their clothing if they had any. If they didn't, they didn't hesitate to take clothes off the dead or unconscious.

Sebas and the others were making their way down the steps with the women following close behind when they suddenly heard a door open. The basement door it appeared to be. Everyone stopped in their tracks, crouched low and listened.

A flamboyant voice arose, ”Hey Romero! We got some fresh...” Whomever was talking stopped. It appeared they found Romero's body in view of the door. ”Shit! Call the Six Arms!”

”We have to go now...” Tuare whimpered with every word as the door slammed shut.

The entire group massed together and ran through the door and into the alley. Dressed in mismatched clothes, the women all followed after Sebas and Ninya toward the mansion. Climb on the other hand separated himself from the group and ran in the opposite direction towards the Palace in hopes of reaching a patrol.