Chapter 152: Vhalla, the Night Bloom [1]
Chapter 152: Vhalla, the Night Bloom [1]
"My children... withered into the abyssal night."
Vhalla, the main boss, slowly stirred from the ground. Her hair fluttered like feathers in the wind, her gown flowing like liquid silk.
It was mesmerizing and terrifying, like watching a swan transform into a dragon.
"Mother's tears shall bring life once again."
She intoned dramatically, raising her head to reveal a pair of large, round, crimson eyes brimming with grief and sadness.
Her pale skin shimmered ethereally in the moonlight, making her look like a painting that had come to life, rivaling the beauty of a goddess.
"Oh, how I miss thee, my sweet, sweet children..."
"Holy crap! Is this a cut scene?"
Lloyd blurted out, jolted awake by the sudden appearance of a system message.
"Looks like it."
Elfie confirmed, her eyes glued to the woman as if she were watching the latest episode of a gripping drama.
"What the heck is a cut scene?"
Sable asked, equally transfixed by the ethereal woman who looked ready to attend a grand ball at any moment.
For NPCs like Sable and Maximus, terms like "cut scenes" were as foreign as calculus to a cat.
Despite the players' best efforts to avoid game jargon around the NPCs, this time, they were all caught in a daze, and the words slipped out like secrets at a sleepover.
"Cut scenes are a type of scenes that are cut in the—damn, that's huge... The woman—the woman is huge."
Kaisen stammered, his eyes fixated on the gigantic bosom in front of him.
He was practically drooling; when she finally sat up straight, his heart did a somersault, and his pants tightened like they had been washed in hot water.
"I am Vhalla, the Night Bloom. The mother of Night Kin, and I shall bring justice to them..."
She announced, standing up with the grace of a swan on stilts.
Her purple dress flowed like water, and her long black hair waved in the air like it had its own fan club.
Her downcast face lifted slowly, her gaze sweeping over the intruders with the weight of a thousand-year grudge.
She raised a hand, her fingers so elegant that Kaisen gulped audibly.
"You shall pay for your sins with your blood."
"Why aren't we attacking her?"
Sable blurted out, snapping back to reality.
Her previous excitement about reaching level 70 vanished as she realized that facing a level 360 boss was like bringing a butter knife to a dragon fight.
"It's a universally accepted rule that you never attack someone during their transformation scene. It's like a courtesy, a sign of respect, and good sportsmanship. That's what the cut scenes are all about. To show that the other side is not a pushover."
"So you're telling me that I can't attack this lady till she finishes her speech?"
Sable asked incredulously.
"Yep, yep..."
Kaisen nodded enthusiastically.
Of course, this was all a convenient lie. He just wanted an uninterrupted view of Vhalla's body and her juicy assets.
Snap~ snap~
Suddenly, the grasses around the woman began to shake and rumble. Vhalla widened her hands to the side in a dramatic flourish.
Feeling the danger, Kaisen summoned his Loathsome Claws and gripped them tightly.
"This is our chance. She's about to prepare for her first attack. Let's capitalize on it."
"Okay, let's go. On three. One, two, and three!"
Lloyd called out, and they all rushed toward the boss with their respective weapons.
The woman remained in the same position, her eyes fixed on them like a hawk watching its prey.
"Spread out!"
Kaisen shouted orders as he took the front. His friends, who were lower level than him, spread around the woman.
Just as he thought, she still had her eyes locked on him.
'Nice, let's rack up some damage right away.'
Slash~ slash~
"Aaargh..."
Kaisen swung his claw, aiming for Vhalla's arm.
He anticipated a critical hit or at least a stunning debuff, but instead, sparks flew as his blades met her skin.
It wasn't that her skin was made of iron; it was the disparity in their levels.
Despite this, small scars formed on her arm, and her health bar dipped by a mere 2%.
'Shit, we can't kill her like this.'
His stomach churned like a washing machine on overdrive. To make matters worse, his claws were already showing signs of wear.
'Well, I suppose I've got to utilize the plan, then, huh?'
A perverted smile spread across his face like butter on toast as he continued his assault.
The others joined the fray, hacking and slashing at the towering woman. Meanwhile, Elfie and Alice maintained a safe distance.
The archer stood protectively in front of the healer, firing magic arrows with the precision of a caffeinated squirrel.
Alice, with her trusty firebombs, lobbed explosive magic at Vhalla like she was trying to win a carnival game.
Kaisen's strategy was simple but effective: create enough distraction and chaos to unleash a more devious plan.
He knew brute force alone wouldn't suffice.
"Watch her movements! Don't let her pin you down!"
Kaisen barked, his voice laced with adrenaline and excitement. He relished the challenge, his mind already racing with possibilities.
Elfie's arrows, glowing like neon signs, aimed for Vhalla's vulnerable spots. Each hit chipped away at her health, albeit slowly.
Alice's firebombs exploded with fiery intensity, like fireworks on a hot summer night.
"Is she even taking damage?"
Lloyd grunted, his axe bouncing off Vhalla's leg with a metallic clang.
"Just keep at it!"
Kaisen shouted back, dodging a swipe from Vhalla's massive hand.
"We need to wear her down before we go for the big hits."
'Just give me a stunned moment...just once.'
All in all, they managed to chip away 14% of her health until they felt a shift in the air.
"Back off!"
Kaisen barked, sprinting away as he sensed a massive energy gathering around Vhalla. His friends didn't hesitate, bolting in every direction.
But it was too late. A deafening whoom echoed behind them, accompanied by a blinding light.
'What the fuck is happening?'
Kaisen thought, glancing back to see Vhalla floating above the ground, a massive light radiating from her like an angry sun.
'Shit! Too late.'
Boom!!!!!
The next second, a colossal explosion erupted from Vhalla, engulfing all the fighters in the vicinity.
The scene was a storm of chaos, light, and power, and then—nothing.