InnocentFox

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him.  But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. 

"I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. 

Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." 

She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. 

"Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. 

“Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…”

“Then why do you want me to stop following you?”

“I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end.

“Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away.

“I did,” he sighed in defeat.

My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten

Everything around him vanished for a moment as the lightning slammed into him.

All he could see was pure white, and the worst part was that none of his defense spells did anything to mitigate the damage.

It didn't break his barrier—it simply pierced through it, leaving him exposed, relying solely on his own body's durability to survive.

Index's handmade robe, usually a safeguard against such dangers, didn't even activate.

This lightning wasn't a normal element—it had something behind it that bypassed the laws of physics, preventing anyone from stopping it.

No wonder Pantheon warned him. His body wasn't strong enough yet to handle this kind of power.

And if it hadn't been for the scales now covering his skin, he would have been torn apart.

And this was just the first strike. The storm was far from over.

'I need to focus on my body,' he decided, choosing to cast spells that would enhance his durability to the fullest.

Greed Part 2