Extra: Yandere Milfs Obsessed with me!-Chapter 106: Kris, what have you done now?

Without giving him time to recover, she followed up. Using the momentum of her spin, she brought her right elbow crashing into the lower part of his ribs, just below the protection of his light armor. The impact, concentrated on a precise point, sought to knock the wind out of him and disrupt his breathing rhythm. Kris expelled a gasp of air, his face twisting in pain.

Her subsequent attacks systematically targeted weak points and joints, aiming to gradually handicap him. Her claws flashed quickly toward the tendons of his right wrist, then attempted a claw sweep behind his left knee to throw him off balance, before aiming at his ankles in low, sweeping motions.

But Kris held firm. His endurance, forged through years of rigorous training and real combat, made the difference.

Every time Kara seemed on the verge of penetrating his guard and landing a decisive blow, he countered with a Pure Force Explosion: a violent sweep of his spear shaft clearing the space in front of him to create distance, or he triggered a quick defensive spell.

Once, taking advantage of a moment when Kara readjusted her position after a feint, he spotted an opening. He planted his back foot into the ground, gathering his mana in an instant. He then executed an Amplified Lance Strike, the weapon slicing through the air with a high-pitched whistle, combined almost simultaneously with a released spell.

<First Movement: Flaming Lance>

*Boom*

The combined blast of magical wind, channeled to amplify the physical force of the strike, hit Kara head-on as she attempted a lateral dodge. The impact was brutal. The shockwave and flaming wind hurled her backward as if she weighed nothing.

She flew several meters through the air before slamming heavily into the massive trunk of an old oak.

*Cough*

The impact echoed through the clearing. A sinister cracking sound rang out, coming from both the wood splitting under the force of the collision and possibly Kara’s ribs. She collapsed at the base of the tree, a cloud of dust and bark rising around her, motionless for a moment.

Kara collapsed at the foot of the tree and spat a jet of blood, pain twisting her features.

"That’s not what you think!" he shouted, but he knew the words sounded hollow in the middle of a fight. Explanation had no place here, but he kept coming across as a pig; maybe he should think about clearing things up.

’What would my girlfriend think if she heard this nonsense.’

Yet she stood up immediately, using the trunk to pull herself to her feet, pure willpower shining in her gaze.

"That’s exactly what I think," she gasped, blood dripping from her lip. "You didn’t want to buy a kitsune to turn her into a toy, to break her at your leisure? Well, today I’m the one who’s going to break you."

And she unleashed the full reserve of speed she had still been holding back.

<Third Movement: Full Release.> 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The electricity around her became blinding. She seemed to split into multiples. She appeared in front of him, throwing a jab. Then her image dissipated as she was already behind him for a heel strike. Then on his left side, claws seeking his kidneys. Her attacks now rained down in a continuous, unpredictable torrent. Piercing Fists, Flash Kicks, Thunder Claws. Each blow targeted a vital point with the precision of someone who wanted to kill.

Kris endured, blocked, retreated while spinning to face her. His breathing grew rough and heavy. His Gust Barrier, constantly strained, began to show cracks, fracturing under the repeated impacts of electricity-charged claws that disrupted the mana flow.

Sensing the danger, he gathered his aura for a decisive counterattack. He pivoted on his supporting foot, concentrating fire and wind at the tip of his spear in a swirling halo, and released everything in a final strike.

<Flaming Lion × Combustible Gust!>

The spear pierced the air with a roar of flames fanned by violent wind. The explosion that followed was blinding, sweeping everything in its path. Kara, at the heart of the impact zone, was struck full force. The energy lifted her off the ground and hurled her several meters away, where she crashed heavily, remaining motionless for a long moment in a cloud of dust and smoke.

Then, in a movement that seemed to require superhuman effort, she moved again. She rose, her body visibly trembling under the strain and pain, covered in cuts, burns, and dust.

Her breathing was short and ragged, but she stayed on her feet, her gaze still fixed on Kris, burning with unquenchable determination, but her body was very weak; for a C+ rank warrior, she was never a match for Kris, who had mana in addition to being a B-rank warrior.

She was never at an advantage; rather, it was Kris who had never gone all out from the start.

"Fuck you, and your whole shitty family. I swear I’ll get my revenge!"

Kris, who was finally about to explain himself, frowned. He could tolerate her accusations and do everything to clarify, but insulting his father and mother...

"I won’t let that slide. What does my sister have to do with any of this!?"

His aura surged, he was finally serious from the beginning, and Kara seemed to have no chance.

...

Adrian’s office in the princely manor of Skycity was silent, vast, and orderly. Large bay windows overlooked the outside, where a magical projection device broadcast the Academy entrance exam in real time. The images showed a ravaged terrain, dust still suspended, and two figures in motion. One of them, spear in hand, was clearly identifiable.

Adrian stood near the desk, arms crossed, gaze fixed on the scene. Isabella sat nearby, upright, hands clasped on her knees. Her face was calm, but her eyes betrayed slight tension.

"It’s quite surprising, Lady Isabella," Adrian said in a measured tone, glancing at her briefly before turning his attention back to the fight.

She turned her head slightly toward him. "I’m sure there’s an explanation. Kris isn’t that kind of person."

A half-smile appeared on the prince’s face. "Well, I’m not judging your brother. Even if it’s illegal, everyone has their hobbies."

Isabella frowned slightly. "I’m telling you it’s not that..." She let out a quiet sigh, then turned her attention back to the image. In her mind, one thought imposed itself.

’Kris, what have you done now?’ He knew his brother could be stubborn, but buying a slave—he wouldn’t dare. Even if there was no proof of what she was saying. It had still tarnished the Donoghan name.