Lillith - Chapter 11 - Esmeralda

Attention, this is a work of fiction, and all characters are adults, over 18 years old!

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In the room, illuminated only by a soft light reflecting off Esmeralda's silver-toned hat, the teacher paced back and forth in front of the class, her presence filling the space with a mix of authority and allure. Her piercing green eyes examined each student with focus, while her black mini skirt and tight corset highlighted her commanding figure, even though her chest was smaller than many of her students'. Esmeralda never needed physical power to assert herself; her real weapon was her sharp and strategic mind.

"Today, we’re going to talk about a spell called ‘Phantom Punch,’” she said, her voice calm but filled with anticipation. She raised a hand, and as she spoke, a shimmering energy began to form around her fingers. “This spell is one of the most effective ways to cause pain without causing physical harm."

Lilith, seated in the back, leaned forward with interest. The curiosity on her face grew with each word from Esmeralda. The energy in the teacher’s fists pulsed with a ghostly aura, and her explanation became increasingly captivating.

“The magic works by channeling your energy into a punch,” Esmeralda continued, clenching her fist tightly as the phantom aura around it intensified. “When you hit someone with the ‘Phantom Punch,’ it’s as if your hand has passed through their body. The pain is real, but there’s no physical damage. They feel as though they’ve been destroyed from within, but the reality is quite different.”

The class watched, intrigued and somewhat uneasy. Esmeralda smiled, aware of the effect her words had. “Let me give you an example,” she said, making a strategic pause. “Imagine a Jade dragon. Its skin is tougher than steel. A regular hit would never penetrate its chest, but a ‘Phantom Punch’ would make the dragon feel as if the fist had pierced its heart... the pain would be so intense it would thrash as if it were dying.”

Lilith smiled slightly. The idea of controlling such immense pain without physical consequences deeply appealed to her.

Esmeralda then took a step forward, approaching Lilith and looking directly at her with a gaze that hinted at something more. “Now, of course, there are targets even more vulnerable to this kind of magic. Such as... male sorcerers.”

The room went silent for a moment. Esmeralda grinned mischievously. “You know what I’m talking about, right? Those little things swinging between their legs…”

The reaction was immediate; Lilith’s eyes widened, clearly surprised and thrilled. The teacher wasn’t usually this direct about it. Esmeralda chuckled, continuing, “Imagine a phantom punch hitting… well... right in the testicles. The impact would be devastating. For them, it would feel like you’d crushed them completely. Pop!”

The entire class seemed to shudder at the graphic description. Lilith, however, was thrilled.

Esmeralda noticed the glimmer in Lilith’s eyes and smiled slightly, while the young witch seemed fascinated by the power of this spell. "Of course," Esmeralda continued, "the Phantom Punch is just an illusion of pain, but to them... well, it would feel as if they had lost their precious 'friends' forever."

Lilith could hardly believe what she was hearing. Esmeralda's lesson was turning out to be far more entertaining than she had expected. The teacher then refocused on the lesson, explaining the channeling technique necessary to perform the spell.

“The energy you need to concentrate is in your fists,” she explained, raising her own fists in demonstration. “You’ll feel the flow through your body, but you must keep your focus. When the fist connects with the target, the energy will release as a ghostly wave, causing no damage but inflicting the most intense pain they’ve ever felt.”

“Practice makes perfect, ladies,” Esmeralda said with a satisfied look. “Remember, the Phantom Punch can be a powerful psychological weapon. And if used at the right moment, it can mean the difference between victory... and total humiliation.”

Lilith couldn’t stop smiling. She was already thinking about how to put the spell into practice. "So... Phantom Punch, hmm?" she murmured to herself as the lesson concluded.

Esmeralda smiled, noticing her student's enthusiasm.

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Esmeralda walked through the halls of the Magic Academy with firm steps, her mind still focused on the preparations for the next "Stun and Universal Magics" class. The spell 'Phantom Punch' was quickly becoming a favorite among the students, and she had a special practical lesson planned for the coming weeks. However, her thoughts were interrupted when a magical notification appeared in front of her, a summons from Seraphina requesting her presence in the headmistress's office.

Curious and a bit surprised by the unexpected call, Esmeralda redirected her path toward the office. As she approached the door, about to knock, she heard a loud, furious voice from the other side.

"You idiot!" Seraphina shouted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "This is the third time this week! Her grades are a rollercoaster! One moment she’s gaining points out of nowhere, the next she's losing them!"

A second voice, clearly shaken, responded defensively. "It’s not my fault, Phina... it’s that damned Morgana... wretch! She keeps threatening my balls if I don’t raise her grades!"

Esmeralda raised an eyebrow at the desperate tone in Armand’s voice, and a slight smile crossed her lips. Before she could react, Seraphina’s voice echoed again, now tinged with sarcasm.

"Oh, really? She threatens your useless parts? Let’s see if she threatens more than that!"

A loud thud echoed through the door, followed by a groan of agony. Esmeralda decided it was the right moment to interrupt. With a gesture, she gently opened the door, entering with a calm, composed expression.

"Excuse me, Seraphina," said Esmeralda, her green eyes quickly landing on the scene in front of her.

Armand was on the floor, writhing in pain, foaming at the mouth as he clutched his intimate parts with both hands. His eyes were rolling back, and his muscles tensed with each second. Lilith, in a corner of the room, was laughing uncontrollably, clearly enjoying the situation. Across the room, Seraphina stood tall and poised, with a warm, welcoming smile as she noticed Esmeralda’s presence.

"Oh, hello, Esmeralda!" Seraphina greeted her, her expression instantly shifting from sternness to a warm reception. "Sorry for this... little inconvenience." She shot a disdainful look at Armand, who was still writhing on the floor, unable to speak.

"I see you’re busy," said Esmeralda, unable to suppress a small smile as her gaze drifted from Armand to Lilith.

"Yes, always busy," Seraphina replied, keeping her tone light. "But, actually, I needed to speak with you about something important." She gestured for Esmeralda to come closer. "We’re having some... issues with Lilith’s grades, especially in potions. And it seems that Armand here," she gave a light nudge to his ribs, "isn't teaching her well enough."

Armand tried to protest, but all that came out was a pained groan. Seraphina completely ignored him.

"So," she continued, "I was wondering if you could take on this responsibility. It would be a favor to me, and I think you might have a more... effective approach." Seraphina cast a sharp glance at Armand, whose face was red with pain and shame.

Esmeralda crossed her arms, assessing the situation. "Lilith has a lot of potential," she said, casting a quick glance at the young witch who was still reveling in Armand's agony. "I think I can help her improve her skills."

Seraphina smiled with satisfaction. "Excellent. I knew I could count on you."

"Of course," replied Esmeralda in a light tone, though a mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes. "And what about him?" She pointed with her chin to Armand, who was beginning to catch his breath, still lying on his side on the floor.

"Oh, him?" Seraphina looked at him as if he were a piece of broken furniture. "His balls are the problem. He just can’t get the job done."

Esmeralda let out a laugh. "I see, I see..."

After a few more minutes of conversation, Esmeralda accepted the new task of teaching Lilith, and the two women said their goodbyes. As Esmeralda and Armand left the room together, he was still walking with difficulty, groaning softly with each step.

"That was humiliating," Armand murmured angrily. "I don’t think you should be teaching Lilith. She’s my student."

Esmeralda shrugged, unconcerned. "Well, it seems your... stupid balls... are preventing you from doing a good job."

Armand abruptly stopped and turned to her, his eyes blazing with anger. "My stupid balls?! You think you can outdo me just because another damned witch is threatening me? Please, a professor who only knows rank-B spells thinks she’s a better educator than me..."

Esmeralda raised an eyebrow, surprised by his boldness. "Coming from the man who was just on his knees a moment ago? Do you really think you’re better than me?"

"That’s exactly right!" Armand snapped, now fully enraged. "You think you can dominate anything, but you’re just a woman with smaller breasts than your own students!"

Esmeralda’s face hardened. She took a step forward, closing the distance between them, her green eyes blazing with anger. "Very well, Armand. You want a duel?!"

Armand hesitated for a second but, seeing Esmeralda's serious expression, grew even angrier.
"A duel we shall have."

They stared at each other in a tense moment, anger and disdain filling the air around them. The challenge was set. A duel would be held.

"Two duels in less than a month— a professor who has to prove his strength constantly doesn’t seem like a very good teacher to me."

She walked away, leaving Armand alone in the corridor, still furious. The date and place of the duel would be set soon, and Esmeralda was already eager to teach him an unforgettable lesson. She knew that in the world of witches, a male witch would never defeat her. And surely, Armand would learn that in the most painful way possible.


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Ok, ok, I know, "another duel?" Yes, but trust me, it's going to be worth it... I think the next episode is really cool, well, tell me, what did you think of Esmeralda? I'm a little afraid that I'm creating characters with very similar personalities. Esmeralda will be very egocentric, probably as a form of self-affirmation because she doesn't want to do more advanced magic. However, she thinks she's superior because she's smarter than everyone there (when it comes to planning, that's why Seraphina chose her to teach Lillith). Remember, Armand is indeed strategic, but that's not his main focus. Later on, we'll see that, despite his balls, Armand is probably the most powerful wizard there, of course, when it comes to magic. After all, he probably wouldn't win against anyone due to the weakness he has in common with all men...

This part is getting long, but I have to ask. In the next chapters, I'll "soften" Seraphina's heart. DON'T BE FOOLED, SHE'S STILL CRUEL, but I thought about creating that "little romance" between her and Armand, because they studied together and such... I'm a person who can't live without without a romance in the story hahaha, but I believe some people would be a little disappointed with that, so, give me your opinion, do I really plant this "seed of love" in Seraphina, or do I continue leaving the two characters as just good old friends?

Thanks for reading!

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