**Lillith – Chapter 62 – Fighting for the Bet!**

Hello! This chapter is a bit shorter, but I felt like I needed to post something this week since I haven't been posting very much lately...

Anyway, in the last chapter I asked you all to leave comments and... very few people replied. That honestly makes me a little worried :(

I know I probably sound annoying for asking this so often, but I genuinely want to hear your feedback. It really helps me know what you think about the story.

That said, to everyone who did respond, thank you so much! I'm truly grateful for those of you who are always here and continue to support the story!!!

Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

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The wine glass sways from the impact of the man's punch, striking the wall behind Eliza, who gracefully dodges and immediately starts moving to reposition herself.

Nyx, on the other hand, quickly conjures a fireball and hurls it toward the man. To her surprise, he doesn't even try to dodge. The fireball crashes into him, engulfing his entire body in flames and a blinding light. The fire slowly dies down, revealing the mountain of muscle completely unharmed behind the fading blaze.

Nyx is so shocked that she lowers her guard.

The man extends his arm toward her.

"Oh, shit!"

Nyx dodges, but loses her balance. Seeing that, the man delivers a sideways kick straight into her stomach.

"Ufff!"

She gasps before being launched toward Trocroco's throne. While flying through the air, Nyx twists her body and manages a relatively graceful landing, stopping mere centimeters from Trocroco's face. Naturally, he takes full advantage of the view of her chest so close to him.

Eliza wastes no time. Taking advantage of the man's kicking motion, she launches a vine toward his ankle, hoping for a free opening at the weakness of any male. However, as Yogo finishes the kick, he pulls his leg back. That simple movement yanks Eliza directly toward him, sending her crashing to the floor.

"Argh, is he freakishly strong?!"

she thinks.

She looks up and finds the man towering over her.

"Shit, I underestimated him!"

At that moment, Nyx leaps at him from above.

He notices and swings his arm with all his strength.

The blow slams directly into Nyx's chest.

"AAAAAGHHAAAAAA HOLY SHIT, AAAAAGHAAAAAA!"

she screams as she's launched through the air again before smashing through a wall and back into the hallway they came from.

The man turns back toward Eliza.

She's gone.

He scans the room and spots her standing in front of Trocroco's throne. She has her back turned toward him, dressed in her combat outfit. You can bet Trocroco is enjoying the view.

To Yogo's surprise, however, Eliza is standing in a boxing stance, openly inviting him into hand to hand combat.

"Heh? Chose the worst possible way to die?"

asks the mountain of muscle.

Eliza says nothing.

She simply keeps smiling and makes the classic "come at me" gesture.

Yogo raises his guard and charges.

He throws a jab.

Eliza lifts her arm and blocks.

Yet Yogo's fist never actually touches her arm.

Instead, it's as if she possesses the same magnetic polarity as his punch. The fist is violently repelled backward.

"Uhn?!"

he shouts as his arm is thrown behind him, throwing his entire balance off.

At the same time, Eliza pulls her leg back, preparing the classic kick that ends a fight.

She looks into the man's eyes, expecting to see that familiar male panic that comes from realizing his balls are about to become a pancake.

Instead, he looks completely calm.

She finds that strange, but it's too late.

Her leg shoots forward and—

THUMP!

In an incredible movement, the man pivots on his own axis.

Eliza's kick crashes directly into his knee.

A man's knee is infinitely harder than even the toughest testicle imaginable.

Her foot cracks.

The next second, a world of pain and confusion floods Eliza's mind.

She stumbles backward and places her foot on the ground.

Huge mistake.

It is broken.

Her body collapses backward, but before she can hit the floor, the man grabs her by the throat.

Her eyes widen in pain and disbelief.

"What the hell, I'm going to destroy this guy's nuggets and—"

Nyx says while stepping back through the hole in the wall.

Yogo immediately hurls Eliza directly at her.

Nyx sees the woman flying toward her.

She stares blankly.

"Oh... okay... here we go agai—"

CRASH!

The two bodies collide violently.

Dust rises from the hole, hiding what happened next.

"Haha! What a show! Excellent, Yogo! Just what I'd expect from you!"

Trocroco says while clapping.

"Anyway, it's a shame they died. Those breasts were magnificent. I mean, did you see the white haired one?! Holy shit, those things would've made an incredible titjob!"

"Want one after this? Though I should warn you, it's dangerous letting me get anywhere near your crotch."

A voice emerges from the dust.

Eliza steps out completely unharmed, walking normally.

Yogo stares in shock.

How?!

This time, Eliza attacks first.

Yogo doesn't defend.

Instead, he attacks at the same time.

But Eliza's slender body slips around his punch and clings to him, climbing up his frame.

The moment she touches his face, a mark appears.

However, he instantly grabs her leg and slams her into the floor.

SPLASH!

The gore is horrifying.

It looks as if every bone in her body shattered on impact.

Silence.

Whoosh!

A red spectral blade shoots from the hole in the wall, attached to a glowing cord.

The blade misses Yogo.

Then it changes direction.

The thin energy cord wraps around his neck.

"Give up now, or your neck will be sliced like butter."

The man simply stares calmly at Nyx.

Of course, Nyx is a villain.

She doesn't wait for an answer.

She immediately begins tightening the spectral cord around his neck.

The man doesn't move.

"Uhn?! What the fuck?! Seriously?! What the hell are you made of?! How the fuck are yo— AAAAAHHHH!"

Yogo grabs the cord and pulls.

Just like what happened to Eliza earlier.

Nyx is dragged toward him.

She plants her foot, hoping to stop herself.

The force is so overwhelming that her leg twists, nearly breaking.

"AAAAGGHHHH!!!"

she screams.

The scream is so feminine it's almost cute for a villain.

She collapses to the floor, clutching her knee, fully expecting the next attack to resemble what he'd done to Eliza.

Then a finger snap echoes through the room.

"Forgot about me, big guy?"

"Uh?! What?!"

He turns toward Eliza in disbelief.

How was that pile of broken bones and blood standing?

And now completely unharmed?

Not even a scratch?

But before he can think further, the purple mark on his face begins glowing.

BOOOOM!

A devastating gravitational force slams his head into the floor, pinning him in place.

The man claws at his face as though trying to rip off a mask forcing him downward.

"Normally this would crush your skull, but... Trocroco seems to be using his powers on you. So this will do nicely to keep you pinned."

Eliza walks toward him.

His legs are spread apart.

Those enormous balls are practically begging her not to do anything.

Eliza smiles.

She wants to finish this in an entertaining way.

She places one foot on top of one of them.

Yogo immediately stops struggling.

He realizes it.

He lost.

Eliza shifts all her weight onto the massive sphere, then places her other foot on the second one.

Now she's standing on both of them.

"AAAAAAGHAAAAA, NO, NO, I'M SORRY! GET OFF! GET OFF! MERCY! AAAAAAGAAAAAAAA!"

the man screams desperately.

"Hahaha. Where's that macho attitude now?"

"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I BEG YOU!!!"

"Well, darling, Nyx's knee should be almost healed by now, and I have a bet to win. So let's make this quick."

Nyx stands up, hatred written all over her face.

"Anyway, good fight. Goodbye, little balls!"

Eliza says.

She turns her back to him while still standing atop them.

She bends her knees and jumps.

For a fraction of a second, the spheres flatten beneath her weight.

She lifts into the air, pulls her legs up, and comes crashing down butt first onto both of them.

"TUFFFPLOCK!"

The muffled sound ends with a sharp crack.

"Uhn... I thought they'd cushion my landing more. They gave out way too fast. That actually hurt."

Eliza says while rubbing her sore backside.

Yogo blacks out instantly.

His body lies motionless on the floor.

"Well... time to collect the prize, right?"

Eliza turns toward Trocroco.

The man is sitting there, completely defenseless and wide eyed.

"I... I... I..."

He jumps up and tries to run.

He immediately collides with Nyx.

She grabs his shoulder and drives her knee upward.

Right between his legs.

TUFF

"Uhn... uhn... uhhhhnnn..."

He collapses into the fetal position.

"Yep. My knee's perfectly fine again."

Nyx scratches her head.

"Ugh, damn it... I really wanted to win that stupid bet..."

She rolls him over and grabs his hair, pulling him upright.

"Up we go!"

She tosses him back onto the throne.

Before he can settle, her fingers clamp around his already aching balls.

"So Eliza, balls in hand, what are we doing with him?"

she asks while squeezing slightly.

"No, no, no, please don't!"

he screams.

"Uhnr... this fight caused more trouble than I expected... Anyway, Nyx, I need you to curse him."

"Huh... yeah... figured it'd be that. Then what?"

"Well... you saw how that guy was nearly immortal, right?"

Eliza points toward Yogo's unconscious body.

"Mhm."

"That's this guy's power."

She points at Trocroco.

"Huuuuh?! Wait, so the giant wasn't the ridiculously powerful one this whole time?!"

"Well, sort of. The absurd strength definitely came from the giant. But the indestructibility belonged to this idiot on the throne."

"Got it... Wait. Hold on. Then you didn't destroy his balls, right?! If they're indestructible, I can still win!"

"No, no. I definitely destroyed them. There isn't a spell in the world that can make balls stop being pathetic. I've seen spells increase durability and things like that, but truly indestructible? No. That spell doesn't exist. There's always a way to break them."

"Really?! Aaaghhaaa! The one time I root for Team Testicle and they remind me how pathetic they are. Unbelievable!"

she says while squeezing Trocroco's balls.

"Aaagaaaahaaaaaaa!"

"Hey, hey, careful with the merchandise! Torne's curse isn't on him yet. If you castrate him now, he'll lose them permanently. Come on, do your job and bring this guy onto our side."

"I know... I know..."

Nyx rolls her eyes.

Her hand begins glowing.

Trocroco's eyes shine purple.

"So... what now? We get stronger?"

"Well... sort of. It seems he can only empower members of the island. So we'll have him command the soldiers against Armand. He'll have to defeat an indestructible army."

"I see... but then why didn't he use that power on all the soldiers?"

"Apparently every time he uses that spell, the mana cost causes him pain. Like getting kicked in the balls, you know? That's why he only strengthens specific soldiers. But honestly, choosing between the pain of a nut shot or one of my kicks isn't exactly a difficult choice. So relax. He'll do it."

The man blinks a few times.

"So... are you going to tell me the plan now or later?"

he asks.

Nyx smiles.

The spell worked.

She helps him to his feet.

At least, that's what he thinks.

Then her knee rises between his legs once again.

TUFF

"Uhhhh... Why???!!!"

"Just venting my frustration. I lost a bet, after all."

She shrugs and sits down on the throne.

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