Chapter 533: Paying For Her Crimes

Chapter 533: Paying For Her Crimes

“You didn’t have to send them all away,” Ember said to Beatrice as they, Olivia, Jim the guard and the lactating guard hurried through the tunnels of the Pits. “Even the future mother-to-be. It almost seemed like you didn’t care for her one way or the other.”

“At best, she’d be target practice for the enemy, potential hostage or a meat shield for you,” Beatrice said.

“You know me so well,” Ember snickered. “But no, I’d try to keep her alive: it will be interesting to see if she really is pregnant and what kind of child would come from that peculiar union. It’s also safe to assume that she knew better than to reveal that secret to the Purple Capes, otherwise we wouldn’t have found her here.”

It didn’t escape Beatrice’s notice that as Ember said the last sentence, she looked at Jim in front of them. And though the terrified-out-of-his mind guard did his best to not let it show, it became increasingly obvious that as time went on, he knew too much for his own good to just let him blabber it all to the enemy later.

“Agreed,” Beatrice nodded. With the effort someone took to decrease pregnancies, combined with the interest in me, Rafaelia might have been taken straight to the Queen. “It’s better she and the others don’t get stuck in crossfire. At least Yasha-... Yshta... The cat girl looked like she could take care of herself, would have been nice to have someone like that around.”

“Don’t count on that,” Ember said. “For years she did her utmost to stay as much out of trouble as possible. Had she known more about you there’s no chance in hell she’d let you stay in her inn no matter what I gave or promised her.”

“What did you give her to let us stay?” Beatrice asked.

“Something simple, but rare,” Ember said. “If you don’t mind, I’d prefer not to say. If I did, Y’Shtara would probably be even more furious than when she sees what’s left of her Inn.”

“UAAAAAAAAA!!!” the group heard an agonized scream from up ahead.

“That sounds like someone that encountered Beatrice’s creation,” Ember said. “Except, he’s supposed to be behind us.”

“That came from where Felicia Thundershnauf is supposed to be held,” Jim said with an agitated voice.

“Shit! Hurry!” Beatrice said and ran ahead. She made it clear to her milkafied slaves not to harm the prisoners, but if Felicia used this chance to kill the guards and escape...

Beatrice ran into a large dome-like room with ceveral barred pits in the stone floor and saw a familiar prepostorous overbuilt and shredder figure on top of a white ball of hair that looked tiny in comparison.

“aaa... Ä̷͕́Ă̴̲A̴̪̕Á̸̟Ä̷̞A̶͗ͅA̶̳͂... Á̵̠̹͂́A̴̺͌̕À̶̭̈́̋—” Felicia charged her scream attack, but—

*SNAP*

Felicia’s upper body fell to the floor with a thud after Number Seven broke her neck.Witness the debut of this chapter, unveiled through Ñôv€l--B1n.