Chapter 100: Here I would put a great season finale...IF I HAD ONE

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"[Shadow Graveyard!]"

She heard the hunk call in that deep guttural voice the man had, around him the shadows started quivering as much as her legs right now, and soon with a flex of will all the shadows spread around the floor covering everything in a thick covering of inky dark condensed shadow, it made her remember her shadows from good old times when she was [The Shadowcaster]. Good times.

"Hhmm.... If you want me to get covered in your Sticky liquid you only needed to ask." Said Elizabeth in a playful tone, the hunk for his part ignored her.

Maybe he was a virgin?

"[You will answer, where is My Sister?]" [Shadow Pact] said while raising his right hand in her direction.

Wait, [Shadow Pact]? He was called [Shadow Pact]?

What kind of sill...."Oh right, dodge." Suddenly her body got yanked backwards and up away from the spot she had been before, covering her exposed legs now you could see an intricate net of shadows extending from her waist downwards, and in her upper torso, a chain-like shirt now stood instead of the previous tank top she had been wearing.

"Fish nets and a mesh shirt?" Wondered aloud Elizabeth while looking downwards at her own body, of course, her modesty was protected since a black brassier was covering her chest showcasing the goods.

The hunk didn't seem to mind her though, "[Shadow Spear Barrage.]" And instead raised his hand in a motion towards her, instantly the inky substance covering the floor boiled and spat a barrage of shadowy spears that flew towards her.

She didn't react that much besides a smirk while her body was yanked all around weaving between the dangerous spears, "Hmm...Am I not your type?" Wondered aloud the girl, she was good-looking, and she was exposing quite a good amount of skin for her standards.

No wait, fishnet tights? Check

Mesh shirt that showed her brassier? Check.

A mini skirt that didn't cover that much? Check.

High-heels? Check.

Skin-tight gloves that go to her elbow? Check.

"Am I a whore?" Mused to herself Elizabeth, she was dressed as one if nothing else.

She could remember how much she used to admonish the secretaries that worked for [The Twelve] for their miniskirt and tight shirts...That were in reality blouses now that she thought about it...Why had she thought those were shirts? She used to be such a hardass about that too... The poor girls couldn't even use makeup under her command!

"[Shadow Chains!]" Came the voice from the hunk while she was deep in introspection.

The shadow spears she had dodged before exploded into chains that darted straight towards her, she in turn just huffed and continued yanking her body to dodge the chains one after another...She wouldn't mind getting tied by one of them "If you get me into your bed I wouldn't mind getting tagged... But you aren't going to do that are you?" and said as much Elizabeth.

"Come up and play with us [Shadow Puppet]." Ugh...The cringe...She would reword her [Key phrase], and as soon as the words left her mouth a blob of shadows rose from her shoulder, there stood a small puppet made of inky black wood-like texture.

The little puppet stood at attention for half a second and with some flourish it jumped away from her, the little puppet seemed to make the hunk stop for a second, but he refocused his attention on her, and she could feel his gaze licking (not really) her body...

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