"Oh my god!! He actually hit a perfect shot!"
"Hell yeah!! Let's go!"
"They could actually win this!"
Above him, the stadium was roaring. The stands and the court erupted in a frenzy over his single long play. But right beneath their feet, hidden from the world, Liza's spell flickered and was falling apart.
None of them knew what was really happening beneath the feet.
The succubus, Rose, had finally calmed down from her feral drive. She was pressed tightly against her Master, anchoring him in the middle of the chaotic match.
Fortunately, she was invisible to the crowd, though her presence forced him into an unnatural, rigid posture. Her hand locked around his, gripping tight enough to bruise.
With every beat of his heart, the court seemed to tilt, his body was drowning in a crushing fatigue after channeling the true power of the Succubus Queen.
His heart pulsed in a strange painful rhythm, caught simultaneously between absolute peace and total chaos.
