“A pair of pliers and an everlasting pouch, anything else?” Asked Rastia.

“Yes, one last thing.” Adrian said.

“What?” She squinted.

“Blood pheromones.”

Dawn was approaching as the first rays of the sun began to fight against the blood red of the moon.

Cornelia was at the southern outskirts the Medial mountains. She was walking to and fro on the even grounds. Her eyes were always on the Ivy marshes. But in truth, she was looking even beyond that.

A whole night passed. But there was not a single sign of his arrival. She was worried. No matter much he ‘bullied’ her, he had yet to hurt her. He had saved her life, and most importantly- he was the only ‘hope’ she had.

After a few more minutes, she stopped- and sighed.

‘I warned you.’ She looked one last time at the South before turning back to North. But before she could take two steps-

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” A soul wrenching masculine shriek sounded from the South.

She did not waste any time as she set off for the origin of that scream with her full speed.

It did not even take five minutes for her to reach the scene. But what came into her view was Institute Student Rave Heckler. The condition he was in made her look away instantly.

But alas, the image was already rooted to her mind. She barely stopped herself from hurling away the contents within her stomach.

About half an hour ago.

*Splash*

The pale faced Imperial Marquess heir, Rave Heckler was limping through the swampy lands of the Ivy Marshes. He had been hoping to find an ally or a prey to take a healing potion but alas, he could not find either one of those.

His wounded feet were completely wasted. His whole body was screaming at him ‘no more!’, but his mind was telling otherwise- ‘keep running!’. He decided to listen to his mind.

“Adrian Darkheart! Just let me get out of this place! I will torture and rape each and every one of the women you know in your watch!”

*Neigh!*

*Splash. Splash. Clop. Splash.”

He subconsciously looked at the source of the sound. A jet black horse was charging at him through the marshland. Sitting on top of it, was the one he would want to see the least, Adrian Darkheart. Dried blood besmirched his entire white uniform and most of his devilishly handsome face.

Adrian jumped down from the black horse and raised one of his claws to greet him. “Hey! How have you been? Hope you don’t mind being the last one to be hunted.”

The youth panicked as he took a step back. “Adrian Darkheart! You have no idea who you are up against?!” He bellowed. “Do you think the Empire will just let you go after what you’ve done to all of us nobles?!”

“I don’t know.” Adrian shook his head. “Nor do I care. But what I know is that you won’t be alive to see that day.”

Rave took another step back in response to the monster’s blatant threat.

“Bu… but I can… I can help you with that.” He was barely able to stand upright on those shaky legs of his. “My father… he is a Marquess. Just… just let me go and the Empire ‘will’ forgive you.”

The slight smile Adrian had on his face disappeared. “So, you are saying you have the audacity to be able to ‘forgive’ me?” His casual and carefree voice turned eerie and cold.

The fear Rave felt for him amplified despite no demonic aura locking onto him.

*Splash!*

He fell on his butt. “No… no… I just…” He aggressively shook his head.

“Even I could not forgive myself till now.” Adrian’s voice was growing colder and more horrifying every moment. “WhO aRe YoU tO dO iT?”

An overwhelming pressure pressed against all the parts of the poor noble’s body. It was even more powerful than what he felt back at the camp. At least he was able to breath back then.

But that was not the case anymore. He gasped for breath, in his mind at least, but it was futile. His vision started to go blurry as death slowly approached for his soul.

“Neigh!”

Even the mighty horse took a few steps back- not being able to handle the evil energy Adrian was radiating.

But suddenly, the utterly terrifying aura dispersed.

“Hah… hah.” Rave held his neck as he began to gasp. His vision began to return to normal. Soon, the monster again came to his view.

Adrian himself was gasping for breath. After composing himself, he let out a deep breath and looked directly into the eyes of Rave, sending shivers down the poor fella’s spine.

“Look what you made me do. You almost had me give you an easy death.” He smiled.

But before Rave could do anything, demonic aura pressed down on him yet again. However, the magnitude was not as intense as before- allowing him to breathe at least.

Adrian brandished his claws as he approached his prey. Rave’s heart was almost exploding at every beats.

*Rip!*

He tore all of the youth’s clothes rendering him naked. Adrian brought out a waterskin and opened the cork.

“Say Aaaaaa.” Adrian stepped on the naked youth’s testicles.

“Aaaaaaah!” The moment he opened his mouth, Adrian spilled a bit of the blood red liquid in Rave’s mouth from the waterskin.

“Good.” Adrian took his foot back and pinned the pale faced youth to the ground and turned him over. Rave’s back now faced the sky. Adrian dropped the remaining liquid on the naked student’s butt. It slowly seeped into the crack.

Adrian looked at the horizon, the sun had already begun to peek onto the plains.

“They should be up by now.” He muttered as an evil smile formed on his face. He stepped away from the scene and sat back on the horse. Soon-

“Hahahahaha.” A high pitched laughter could be heard. The source was not far and it was approaching the scene.

Moments later, it came into everyone’s view. A blood red Hyena- a Sanghyena- was ‘laughing’ as it was sniffing the air. When its eyes met that of the horse, it took a few steps back and bowed.

*Neigh!*

The black horse’s call made the crimson creature relax. It turned towards the naked youth who was lying on his belly.

“Hahahahaha.” It approached Rave while its cock down below hardened to a 9 inch length.

Rave who was ‘allowed’ to move his neck followed the approaching hyena with his eyes. “No. Nononono. Nooooooo!” He shouted.

Soon, the creature was on top of him and-

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” He screamed from the excruciating pain on in his butt.

“Aaaaaah!” “Aaaaaah!” He kept screaming at intervals. Tears flowed out from his eyes.

“Ohhoho!” He could barely heard the ‘monster’s’ amused voice. “What do we have here? A rapist getting raped. An animal raping an animal. A rare sign indeed.”

He kept screaming with every shake of his body.

A few minutes later, Adrian looked to the North and smiled. Cornelia entered the scene and turned away. She did not even spot him.

*Splash. Splash*

Amidst the screams, Adrian led the horse to her.

“Looks like you failed to follow my orders.” He casually said.

Cornelia looked at him and the horse. Her vision grew blurry as tears began to well from her eyes.

“Get up.” He said.

She got herself up on the horse, in front of him. She did not get any sort of support from him. Not that she expected it to begin with.

*Hahahahaha*

Soon, another Sanghyena joined the scene.

“Aaaaammmh”. “Mmmmmmh.” His screams got muffled.

Adrian took one last glance before turning North. “Let’s go.”

The horse began to jog to the mountains. He disarmed himself before giving the gauntlets to her. “Hold them.”

She complied as she took the claws, which was now mostly red in contrast to the black she had seen before.

Adrian guided his ‘clawless’ hands to her breasts from behind.

“Aaah!” She was taken by surprise but she composed herself in moments.

He began to knead those firm mounds with his bare hands.

“Mmmh… how did it go?” She asked with a reddened face.

“Just how it was bound to.” He guided his lips to her neck gave it a smooch.

“Mmh!” She closed her eyes in enjoyment.

“I thought you… mmh… were just a maniac. But who knew you have… mmh… such a ‘hero of justice’… mmh side to you.”

He ripped her uniform revealing her bra. He tore them; her rounded breast were now completely exposed. He pressed them hard.

“Aah!” She abruptly opened her eyes as pain melded with the pleasure she was feeling.

“Do you think I do it for ‘everyone’?”

She remained silent.

“What do you think an innocent feels when he gets punished?”

“Mmmh… unfairness?” She answered.

He removed one of his hands from her melon and guided it into her skirt.

“Aahmm.”

“Then, what do a guilty most likely feels when he is punished?”

“Mmh… regret?”

He penetrated her pussy with two of his fingers.

“Aaaah!” She arched her back; the back of her head touched his shoulder.

“Last question, what if a guilty is punished in a degree way more than he expected? What would he feel?” He massaged her inner walls while his other hand teased her nipples.

“Aaah… mmmh… both?” She was panting from the ecstasy.

“Exactly- both regret and unfairness. That’s what I wanted to see in their eyes. And they didn’t disappoint me.” He gently bit her ear.

“Aaaaah!”

The horse soon reached their destination.

“Prepare ‘to’ bath.” He ordered as he jumped down from the horse.