Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 438 Through The Torments of Hells, She Watches(Arachnophobia warning)

Note: Arachnophobia Warning! Major one!

She was a woman, one prouder than pride, most lustful than lust, and more wrathful than wrath itself. She swallowed incompetence whole and left no room for failure. Once a suffering child, a slave of the misfortune weakness had brought upon her clan, she was the queen of a throne crafted from bones and guts.

Even in death, she refused to let the devils relish in her torment. When they lashed her she cackled through the hurt, when they poked her eyes with thorns she created mayhem beyond what the imps could contain, and when her scales were scrubbed and her skin undone, the insanity of her screams and screeched drove the devilʼs insanity further insane.

They would tear out their ears, feast on them, and then suffer once again as she screamed to them curses that agonized them every waking moment. At last, a named devil attempted to torture her himself. Picking away at her piece by piece, limb by limb, he disarmed her completely and roasted her body parts in the mightiest flames of hell.

Even so, her pride wouldnʼt let her give in to the torment. Instead of squealing like a rat and begging for forgiveness, she punched the named devil in the face before her detached limbs picked him apart, piece by piece. Since then with the howling cries of the devil echoed before his followers, none had touched–even laid a finger on her body, and thus she was born anew as the named devil of tenacity.

And today was the day she had struck her first deal with a mortal. Baylee was her name and her enemy an enemy of hers as well. The size of a titan, she watched through her new toyʼs eyes at the wolf-girl panting on the floor. With one of her legs broken and her mind crumbling under the weight of Bayleeʼs control, Regalia screamed in agony. Her nails digging into the wooden floor, she resisted as much as possible, but with the power of a devil coursing through Baylee, the puppet had her body and mind in her control.

Unable to call onto her patron, the wolf-girl flailed around on the dusty floor. Screaming and cursing at the girl before her, Regalia stared intently into Bayleeʼs eyes just waiting for a chance to break free of those shackles and bash her face in.

”This isnʼt my first time being tortured, girl…” Gritting her teeth, Regalia kept on with her struggle. For a moment, the devil could see in her, herself, but in death, she could serve her better than while left living.

”SHUT UPP!” Screaming at Regalia as she paced around, Baylee had grown anxious expecting that door to open any moment. And it finally did.

With the creaking sound of the door perking Bayleeʼs ears, took a step back and prepared herself to make use of the devilʼs magic. She was ready to unleash a fury of psychic power but to her surprise as Raven and the others walked in, her magic–suddenly it failed. She couldnʼt attack their mind, overpower them, and although her command on Regalia stayed, it refused to work on even a single one of them.

”Get her!” Screamed Raven before charging towards Baylee.

Amedith and Aria rushed right behind him while Erika and Liliyana moved closer to Regalia. Keeping a stern watch on Bayleeʼs movement, Mel had an arrow trained on her already. Posing as a barrier between the charging group and those reducing Regalia, the elfʼs fingers were ready to let go of that arrow at the slightest movement.

”JUST FUCKING HEAL MY LEG Iʼll KILL THAT GIRL MYSELF!” Regalia screamed at the top of her lungs as Bayleeʼs command on her body began easing up. However, saying not a word, not even a peep, the girls continued to drag her out of the room.

”AHHHH! AS IF IʼLL LET YOU DO THIS!” A surge of power rippled through Bayleeʼs body, borrowing more and more strength from the devil, she managed to send everyone flying against the wall, except for Regalia and the girls carrying her as she was flown out through the broken door instead. ”As if I-”

To her horror, however, as the bodies fell to the ground they turned to nothing but dust. Baffled at the sight, she quickly glanced outside the room through the door but the only thing that she saw was a bright flash of blue light. As the light settled, she rushed outdoors, only to find the room empty with not one person in sight.

Looking around with a crazed look in her eyes, she tried to make sense of things, but she couldnʼt figure out what was happening.

ʼCunning as always.ʼ

Thought the devil, her hopes in this vessel to exact revenge, lost already.

”Wh-where the hell did they go?!” Freaking out a little as the devilʼs power waned from her body, Baylee stared at her hands as the silver aura disappeared slowly. Chanting noʼs under her breath, her head frantically moved from one hand to the other, hoping it wasnʼt so and that she was dreaming. ”I GAVE YOU MY SOUL! YOU CANʼT DO THIS TO ME!”

ʼIʼm a Lamia before a devil you bitch.ʼ

Whispering with a cackle inside Bayleeʼs head, the one Lamian queen-turned-devil, relished in the girlʼs misery.

ʼDid you really expect to keep my end of the deal? Havenʼt you heard the story of the scorpion and the frog? Even if he drowns alongside it, the scorpion will still sting that frog.ʼ

With the cackling of the woman, the ship began to rattle. Turning around to the beaming light inside the packed room, Baylee found herself looking into the eyes of a colossal monster inches away from her body. Dark as coal with fibers made of the legs of spiders, the eye of Arcahne scared the piss out of the puppeteer.

Wearing a smile on her face, Arche reached for the morsel dripping with her discharge. All the while, faced with a giant, Bayleeʼs body tensed up and refused to lift even a finger even as Arche threw her into the ocean. Like a pebble skidding across the surface of the water, her body skidded along until eventually, it lost all momentum.

Swimming upwards huffing and puffing with her lungs full of seawater and blood, Baylee was met with another horror, a tsunami of nail-sized spiders towering right above her.

”Fill up my lovelies~” Whispered the queen, as the wave crashed on the womanʼs body.

”Get off me! NO! GET OFF!!!” Feeling the critters creeping in through every hole in her body, Baylee wished sheʼd died alongside her siblings instead of being devoured by spiders from the insides. Her tongue was the first to go, severing her voice from ever being heard. Then came time for her eyeballs, and as darkness set in, the spiders took their time pricking her body through agony.

The sensation of the critters crawling inside her lungs, the pain of their bodies clogging up her veins, and worst of all, the overflow of spiders stuffing her belly, her womb, and the rest of her body through the entrance from her ass–needless to say, her last moment felt like hell before she disappeared into soulless oblivion.

As for the spiders…Arche let them drown for she loved them, but not that much.