Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

"Nessa!" Violina shouted and moved. It didn't take a genius to figure out what the wolf was about to do. It was staring straight at Nessa, who had continuously irritated the wolf and weakened its resistance against magic with her sleeping dust. The Hound, who had blocked the wolf was out of the way.

The Millipede, while stubborn, was injured and far from strong enough to block the wolf. The wolf smacked it aside with ease as it tried to stand in its way.

Violina started running, even before the wolf turned its head back to Nessa after smacking the Millipede. She could tell that the wolf was about to attack her. But knowing the future and being able to interfere with it were two different things.

Even if she hadn't been tired from fighting the wolf, Violina still wouldn't have made it in time. But she still tried. Her legs felt like lead, and it was like she was wading through syrup to try and reach Nessa.

The others also moved, but Nessa had ended up separated from them in the heat of combat.

The antennae on her head twitched slightly. Without even knowing what she was doing, she jerked herself to the side. She felt something smack against her face. It was the not-so-soft fur coat of the wolf as it flashed past her.

She fell to the ground. She sensed the wolf further behind her, thanks to its shadow covering her. She put one hand against the ground and tried to push herself up.

Even if the wolf had knocked her down, now was no time to stay down. She had to get up and regroup with the others.

Unsteadily, she stood up. She saw Violina's pale face. Violina clasped her hands over her mouth.

Nessa frowned. Her thoughts were moving in slow motion. She thought it looked like Violina was looking at her like that. No, not quite at her. At her arm.

Confused, Nessa followed Violina's gaze.

"Ah…" She let out a low gasp in realization. Blood dribbled down her mouth.

The wolf hadn't missed.

It had taken her arm, shoulder, and some of her torso when it brushed past her. The speed, force, and sharpness of its fangs had been too great. The shock had been too great. She hadn't felt a thing. Experience new tales on M-V-L

Even now, the only thing she felt was some discomfort in her stomach from how much blood was pouring out of her. That was too much, even if she was a girl. She also felt cold, suddenly so very cold.

The outer layers of her vision darkened as she looked at where her shoulder was supposed to be. After only a couple of moments, her vision was completely gone. She fell again.

It was impossible to tell whether she was alive or dead.

Slowly, the wolf turned around, grinning with Nessa's fingers hanging out of its large mouth. It met Violina's eyes as it swallowed Nessa's arm tauntingly.

"Now!"

However, Violina didn't have time to grieve, check on Nessa, or vent her anger at the wolf. Julius had seen an opening.

Nessa's sacrifice had also bought time for Anerias and his familiars to rejoin the fight. Dukiel's Sentinels already had their lasers charged and ready to go.

So, when Julius shouted, the only thing that needed to be done was locking the wolf in place.

The wolf grinned when it saw Violina charge at it in a reckless fury. Another snack. Easy.

Its eyes widened slightly when an ice pillar rocketed out of the ground beneath Violina's feet and propelled her into the air. But the wolf didn't think much of it. Delivery.

It would only be easier now that she was in the air and couldn't move.

The wolf's eyes glimmered with satisfaction. Finally, the annoying pests were starting to fall one by one.

Violina pointed her sword at the wolf's waiting mouth. The wolf wasn't worried. The ice from the sword wasn't a problem and neither was the sword. Any injuries from the sword, and that was if it could make it past the gnashing jaws, would be quickly healed by the underworld energy.

However, the ice covering the sword grew in size. It wasn't an illusion because it was rapidly approaching. More and more ice covered Violina's weapon until it was heavy enough to affect her trajectory.

The wolf wasn't even confused. It helpfully moved to accommodate the new travel plan and caught the tip of Violina's gigantic ice sword with its lower jaw.

It got confused when the sword pushed its jaw down into the ground. And it just continued growing. A large pillar of ice, angled slightly to make space for the rest of the head, pinned the wolf's head to the ground.

It struggled to pull back, and the pillar was about to fall over. But the Frost Imp and Ice Spirit pushed on it and built more ice over the wolf's head to balance it out.

The wolf wasn't getting away. It started to realize that it was in trouble.

Out of the corner of one eye, it saw a black humanoid figure walking closer, moving like an extension of the underworld energy.

Out of the corner of the other, on the opposite side, it saw a blaring red light. It whined and cried, but it was stuck.

Its eight paws pushed against the ground, but it didn't work. The soil was too soft. The claws were too sharp. The legs were too strong. Instead of pulling out from under the cliff of ice, the wolf only dug a trench beneath it.

And before it could do anything else, the lasers hit the wolf's head, right in the opening in the block of ice that Violina and her familiars had left. And on the other side, the Mannequin stood with its hands against the wolf, disrupting the underworld energy within and around the wolf even before it could start trying to heal.

The laser burned into the wolf's fur, melting its skin, crushing its muscles, and charring its skull. The heat pervaded the clearing enough that even Violina, who had her second contract skill and was standing on a block of ice, was beginning to sweat. Her ice started to melt, but it had done its part and then some.

The wolf had to be suffering tremendously under the brutal onslaught of the lasers if it hadn't died already since the lasers were beating straight at its skull, all eight of them at the same spot.

The wolf had stopped struggling. Its legs were still twitching, as was the underworld energy around it, but it was no longer fighting for its life. It didn't have a life to fight for anymore.

But Violina, Dukiel, Anerias, and Julius didn't care about the stupid wolf. As soon as their parts were done or it was clear they weren't needed, they rushed to Nessa.