Slave Contract

Vigilance was clear beneath the familiar pair of eyes before Theta Mariyah. The latter took her time separating the tent with her spatial lock so no one could hear whatever she was talking to the possessed Axue Mariyah.

Theta sat on the less bloody chair and crossed her legs as she waited for the willy fox beast to decide. After a minute, Theta clapped her hands once, pulling the fox spirit from her trance. "Time is up." Theta stood up. The closer she got to Axue Mariyah's body; the fox shrunk deeper against the bed. "Whether you live or die depends on your answer today. So, what is it, hmm?"

In Theta's hands, two arcanas appeared, ready for the strike. Killing a mere fox beast was nothing to Theta right now even when her strength level was still a Witch Tier.