I ignore the sentence and presents delivered by Verulkya, healing Ines's wounds, focusing right after, on practicing the efficiency of my Gifts, refining marginally the poor control i possess over my Emts.
The fury of my own impotence, along the need to become more lethal, leads me to an incredible breakthrough, deforming the structure of my lube to create a scorching fire that is quite close to become plasma.
Yet, freezing the fluid is doable too, carving small crystals that have a peculiar feature, gliding swiftly, and completely devoid of friction against the burgundy bodysuit's scales.
Which brings me another step closer to the initially laughable goal of becoming a Biological Gauss Gun, though with my recently acquired electric capabilities, plus the thermal resistance due to Kinetic Domination, a Railgun shot is not so far-fetched.
Ines's eyelids tremble, slowly opening as she hurriedly sits up, seeing me, and immediately checking that her black combat gambeson had not been tarnished or defiled.
"Seriously, Barking Bitch?. Is that what bothers you after waking up in my bed?".
"And what else can i do!". She screams appalled. "My mother, she must be…". Ines's golden eyes moisten with tears, sobbing with helplessness, believing Itzel is in the hands of a despicable noble, and the inescapable dangers this may entail.
"Rest assured, Ines. Verulkya won't dare to harm your mother".
"How can you affirm it?!. Do you know what «Verulkya Vecturion» is capable of?!". Her panicked concern is commendable, but subsides with my reply.
"Not in the slightest, Barking Bitch. But if she dares to get out of line. I'll go back to Azthea".
"Your world of origin?. How?!. It's not possible!, and what it has to do with her?!".
"Well, she is lonely, and for whatever reason, is out of her grasp to be with somebody else, i am the sole exception that fits in her check list, at least that is what i understood out of her desperate, careful touch. Additionally, a normal Exodus don't allow anyone to return, but that is because there is no planet to go back at. My case is distinct, and the data about the topic is limited, due to the answer itself, not only is not obvious, involves «Dying», hence, forbidding the recording of this information, as re-entering the world will be impossible. That is why i believe returning to Azthea by employing other means, must be unobtainable".
"Then… , Are you leaving?".
"Don't you think that if i wanted to, i would have done it already?".
Ines looks down, murmuring dejectedly. "Not necessarily".
"True, but some things Verulkya pointed out intrigued me…".
{She mentioned the misleading vendetta the Mirror Me is participating in. Not to mention how «Disgustingly Hideous» Azthea's moon is. If there is a danger there… , Perhaps the terrorists weren't absolute enemies, but misunderstood allies…}.
"Anyway. There is several reasons to stay, the obvious one is…". I lean closer, observing Ines's puffy lips. "«My Bitch» is here".
"I am not your's!…". She retorts quickly, but weakly. Teasing her for it.
"«Yet». So get naked, or go out of my room. I respect you, Ines. And i want your willing, consensual participation. Forcing you is incredibly easy, but that is no fun. I muster all my self-control to not ravage you during your unconscious state, is there a limit for how much i can hold back".
Despite my words, she glances at my lips, dimly parting her's, tempted momentarily to commit into a fleeting little kiss, but she backs away, shacking her head fastly, standing up in a rush, heading to the exit. "Gi-Give me more time. I a-am not re-ready…".
She is about to leave, stopping briefly. "I… , I appreciate you defended me, and protected my Mother. Thank you, Vurckair".
Ines goes out of my dorm, and Verulkya appears in the mirror."She is very indecisive, for someone with such a straightforward personality".
"It's part of her charm". I remark, picking up the scrolls. "Since you are present, be useful. «What are these for?»".
"The one on your left is the «Shield Of Empiric Energy». «Emeneld» for short". An ethereal layer integrated by tiny hexagons of gold energy covers Verulkya.
"It's the ultimate defense if we omit the «Added Shielding of the Adarga»". Her scaled burgundy bodysuit is reinforced under the Emeneld with triangles that interlace the golden protection with the True Wine Bodsh she possess.
"I don't want My Fated Mate to be mediocre and weak. Nor be blamed for the death of your love affairs, teach them, if you believe they are worthy of it".
"What about the other?".
"It's a healing spell to treat wounds based on the Caster's Stats Alignment".
{Regretful?}.
The Hot Aunt doesn't divert her gaze, but her jaw's tenseness is visible. "Yes, Vruck. I'm so used to everything being done my way, that i lost my temper like an hormonal teenager. I promise it won't happen again".
{We'll see about that…}.
I chuckle, knowing that i can't get mad for long periods of time, especially to a female so sensuous. "If you are going to be often in my mirror, at least make the sight more appealing. «Puppies out, Hot Aunt»".
"I don't have canine Embryons".
{What?!}.
"No, not that. Show me your breasts".
"Can i come into your room?".
{At least you are asking now… , Be naked, in lingerie, or ready to cosplay}.
"Coast-Play?".
{No. It is not a maneuver. Is about performing in tune with your attire's theme. As long as it's entertaining and visually appealing. But if it's too much for a novice like you. Start by wearing this…}.
I materialize the black corset, and Verulkya's surprise is nigh comical.
"Where did you get this Valuable Rarity?!".
{Magic. It is useful?}.
"Indeed. Too specific of an item, but incomparable for a «Virgin» with «Authentic Black Alignment»".
{Meaning?}.
"Can i listen to your voice?".
{No}.
"Why?!. I!…". Verulkya sights down, the Adarga still embracing tightly her curvaceous silhouette.
The scales vanish immediately, freeing her massive mammaries. "Is this appetizing, My Cherished Nephew?".
I shake my head in negation, unimpressed by Verulkya's slow compliance.
{If you want to listen my voice. You better be doing more than just hearing me}.
I show the Summon Scroll.
{This might seem like garbage to you, but eventually, it won't be. You can read it while i take a shower…}.
"Can i move into the room next to your's?".
She is so obvious.
{You want to remove the wall, right?}.
Verulkya is left speechless.
"Go ahead. Do it. But you must bring food supplies accessible for everyone in this Tower, and this have to be of their liking… , Daily Cook breakfast for me. And apologize to Ines, in my presence. You can be in my bed after you fulfill those conditions, so don't use my ergonomic pillow".
I pick up, and dematerialize the item, stepping out of the dorm, and heading to the bath, wanting to take a deserved shower…