My stepsisters are sexy demons, and I must protect them-Chapter 35: The brutal strength of the unstoppable ogre

The electric shocks stop.

But the black tentacles don’t let go.

Chantal bleeds from her nose, mouth, and even her eyes.

Still... she smiles.

«Since you’re having so much fun, let’s keep going then!» shouts Ana, furious.

A mocking smile on the victim’s face — the last thing any torturer wants to see.

More violet lightning bursts from Ana’s wings.

It flows through the tentacles.

They’re about to reach Chantal’s burned body again...

...but then, white flames explode from her.

The black appendages burn to ash and vanish.

The Sacred Flame runs back up the tentacles and reaches Ana’s wings.

Screams erupt from her lips — louder than Chantal’s.

The fire spreads fast.

Ana is forced to retract her wings before the flames can devour her entire body.

Chantal’s body is covered in burns and blood.

Her legs twitch.

She looks like she’s about to fall any second.

She has endured endless pain.

But she’s still standing.

«You’ve got thick skin, you little bitch!» Ana snarls through a forced grin.

Chantal says nothing.

She takes a step forward.

Then another.

And another.

Slow.

Heavy.

But steady.

No white flame surrounds Chantal now.

She used almost all her energy to survive the tentacles and break free.

But Ana is exhausted too.

That last attack — and the ones before — drained her completely.

To stop the Sacred Flame, she had to shift back to her human form.

She can’t return to her demonic form anytime soon.

«If you had died earlier, you would have spared yourself more suffering... your loss!» says Ana.

Ana lunges forward.

She throws a punch straight at Chantal’s face.

No white flame surrounds Chantal now.

She used almost all her energy to survive the tentacles and break free.

But Ana is exhausted too.

That last attack — and the ones before — drained her completely.

To stop the Sacred Flame, she had to shift back to her human form.

She can’t return to her demonic form anytime soon.

Ana lunges forward.

«If you had died earlier, you would have spared yourself more suffering... your loss!»

She throws a punch straight at Chantal’s face.

Succubi aren’t known for immense strength like other demonic races.

But they’re still far stronger than humans.

But Chantal is not an average human.

She blocks Ana’s punch with relative ease — even though pain shoots through her entire body, burned from head to toe.

«Careful now, pampered slut. You might break a nail like that,» Chantal grins wickedly.

-THUD!

Chantal shoves her forward and kicks her hard.

Ana goes flying, tumbles to the ground.

Chantal’s face twists in pain from the movement.

She struggles to hold back a sharp cry.

Ana lies sprawled on the ground just a few steps away.

Chantal’s kick, infused with Sacred Flame for a moment, caused massive internal damage.

Blood gushes from Ana’s mouth, staining the ground.

Chantal walks over — Ana is now at her feet.

She lifts her foot and slams it down on Ana’s chest.

Once again, she channels the Sacred Flame at the exact instant of impact.

It’s a difficult skill — using Sacred Flame only at the moment of hitting or getting hit to save energy.

It takes years, even decades, to master.

Only a few Monster Reapers can do it — Shin is one of them.

A single delay could mean death.

But in this case, with her enemy helpless on the ground, there’s no risk in using it.

Ana opens her mouth wide, but no scream comes out.

Blood splashes onto Chantal’s thighs.

The blow knocked the air out of her lungs.

Ana gasps for breath.

She’s in critical condition, but still alive.

Chantal didn’t kill her on purpose.

Just a bit more strength, and Ana would be dead.

But she held back — and not out of pity.

Ana gets it.

A faint smile forms on her lips.

«H-Hakuto... I’ll see Hakuto again...» Ana whispers softly.

«Don’t get your hopes up,» Chantal replies coldly. «For now, I need you alive. I have a few questions for you after we take care of the ogre. But once I get what I want...»

Chantal smiles, cruel and slow.

«...I’ll be happy to deliver the final blow.»

Ana ignores the threat.

She tilts her head slightly — her eyes locked on Hakuto.

«...that ogre... Frank Callhan... you have no idea how strong he is...» Ana’s voice fades. «...p-please... protect Hakuto...»

A single tear runs down her cheek as she loses consciousness.

«Pff... don’t need you to tell me that...» Chantal mutters, then collapses to the ground, exhausted.

Her eyes shift to the battle — the ogre against her three companions.

Frank slams a full-force punch at them.

They barely dodge.

~That punch... it was slow, but still faster than the ones before...could it be that...?~

Yuzu takes flight.

She hovers a few meters above the ground.

She throws a crimson energy sphere — mixed with her own blood — straight at Frank.

It hits him square in the face.

But nothing.

Frank doesn’t flinch.

He just scratches his forehead.

As if Yuzu’s spell only tickled him.

Rika takes to the air too, but her flight is shaky.

She tries to conjure a crimson energy sphere like Yuzu...but the spell flickers out between her hands before it even forms.

Rika clenches her teeth — nervous, frustrated.

She wants to help, but she can’t control her succubus powers.

And that’s not all.

Something else distracts her.

That sensation — it claws at her from the inside.

It grows stronger.

More unbearable.

With every second that passes.

Rika’s cheeks are burning red.

Her tongue slips out past her lips.

She pants, her breath uneven.

Every time she glances at Hakuto — even for a second — she gets wetter.

Her pussy is hot and soaked.

Fluids drip shamelessly down her thighs.

She can’t take it anymore.

Meanwhile, Hakuto charges Frank, using the distraction from Yuzu’s attack.

He slashes the ogre’s chest with his diamond blade.

The Sacred Flame boosts the damage.

But it’s shallow.

Dark green blood spills out — nothing more.

Worse, right when Hakuto slashed him, Frank countered fast.

He wrapped his arms around Hakuto, trying to crush him between his fists.

Hakuto blocked both strikes with his arms.

He reinforced his left one with the diamond armor.

But he couldn’t stop the ogre’s knee.

It slammed into his chest and sent him flying.

~...that ogre’s getting faster with every move...!~

Hakuto gets back on his feet, leaning on his sword.

If he hadn’t armored his chest in time, that one hit could’ve finished him.

His breathing is rough, heavy.

His lungs feel crushed.

His chest aches — even with the armor absorbing most of the damage.

~...he probably hadn’t used his demonic form in a while... that’s why he was slow... but now he’s getting used to it... I need to end this, fast!~

Hakuto’s blade grows thicker.

Diamonds sprout along the weapon, forming a two-handed greatsword.

The Sacred Flame bursts from his body, fiercer than ever.

Energy swirls around him, so intense it cracks the ground under his feet.

~...I’ll pour everything into this one attack... it’s all or nothing!~

Yuzu gets ready too.

She floats high, keeping her distance.

A large crimson sphere forms above her head.

It grows with each passing second.

She’s channeling all her remaining power into it.

Yuzu understands Hakuto’s plan.

She decides to support him by doing the same.

They exchange a quick glance — sharp, full of resolve.

The crimson orb grows to nearly two meters.

Yuzu throws it at the ogre.

At the same time, Hakuto dashes forward with everything he has.

Frank is attacked from above and from the front.

He tries to leap back to dodge.

But the crimson sphere changes direction mid-air — it follows him.

Frank didn’t expect it.

The spell hits him head-on.

This time, the damage is serious.

Right after the blast, Hakuto strikes, using the opening Yuzu created.

His final slash cuts through the ogre.

A chilling scream tears from Frank’s mouth.

His right arm drops to the ground in a pool of blood.

More blood gushes from the stump.

But Frank is still on his feet.

He dodged just enough — he lost an arm, but avoided death.

Hakuto spent everything on that one strike.

He thought it would finish the fight.

But now he’s empty.

And Frank’s counterattack slams into his side — a brutal left hook.

Blood bursts from Hakuto’s mouth.

His body shoots across the ground like a bullet.

He’s about to crash into a rock—

—but someone catches him mid-air.

It’s Rika.

She saw what was coming and threw herself toward him.

She grabs him just before impact.

But the ogre’s punch was too strong.

They both slam into the ground anyway.

They roll over each other, again and again.

Yuzu, exhausted, dangerously loses altitude and collapses to the ground in her human form.

After that chaotic flight, Rika ends up lying on top of Hakuto.

It’s the first time she’s been this close to him, chest to chest.

Her heart races furiously — her eyes shiny and half-lidded.

Hakuto’s faint, weak breath brushes her neck, breaking down every mental barrier she had imposed on herself out of shame.

For years, she had fought her nature, but now the battle between who she wants to be and what she truly is seems to have reached its end.

She can’t hold it back anymore — her succubus instincts have taken over.