Chapter 50

Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

“We need help!” Ms. Trueno cried in Garnet’s mind.

“On my way,” Garnet said with her three vampires.

She soared over the east wall and spotted Ms. Trueno in a group of werebears, werewolves, and yetis. Baaghi and Bjorni were with them. Enemy soldiers surrounded the band, pressing in on them from all sides. It was clear they were dying.

The werewolf and werebears in their animalistic form clawed and bit down soldiers in rapid succession, but others were getting free. As the succubus beat her wings and soared with the vampires in their bat forms, she witnessed monster girls dying.

Bhaaloo and Maan were hacked down before Garnet could reach them.

The others were fighting.

Ms. Trueno’s shouts battered down soldiers. Baaghi and Bjorni tore into the enemy with ferociousness. Yetis ripped with their savage claws. The remaining werebear and werewolf crushed soldiers with their sheer force and weight in their monstrous forms.

Nina and her phoenixes provided help from the air. Flames slammed down into the soldiers, but they were coming from all directions, scrambling over their dead in a mad frenzy to kill the monster girls.

“Go!” Garnet cried at her vampires.

The three bats tucked wings and dived. They hurtled for the ground and blurred into their naked, human forms. They landed amid the soldiers and attacked. They bit at throats, glutting on the blood they loved so much.

Garnet followed and swung her whip, ripping a spear out of a soldier’s hands as he went to stab at Ms. Trueno. “Dark Lord Big Bro!”

Ms. Trueno gasped as the spear was ripped out of the soldier’s hands before it could ram through her scaled belly. The teacher screamed. Her thunderous roar threw back the man and others. They landed in a heap. The vampires had joined the battle, tearing out throats.

Udel, blood dripping down her face, leaped at another soldier only for a sword to swing and take off her head. She burst into motes. Ms. Trueno hated seeing monster girls die. More and more of them did as they killed soldiers.

Chaandi took a spear in the back.

Goloda, one of the yetis, threw herself into a knot of soldiers. She slashed and roared, ripping off arms and tearing off faces. Soldiers screamed as they died. They recoiled from her as she savaged them, their blood bright in her thick, snowy hair.

A soldier stabbed her in the back. Another rammed a spear through her chest. Goloda tore off that man’s arm before she vanished, leaving him stumbling in horror before he, too, collapsed. Ms. Trueno roared again, knocking back more of the enemy.

Fire burst before her, consuming a group. Garnet swooped over, her whip tearing weapons from the enemy’s hands. They stepped over the dead bodies of their comrades to kill them. They could sense the monster girls were weak.

Like sharks, they had gotten a taste of blood.

Panja vanished.

Bjorni roared and ripped into the enemy, the bugbear tearing men in half.

More fire burned from above. Palka ripped out another throat with her fangs, the vampire feasting on the blood spurting out. Chaos boiled around Ms. Trueno.

She roared with confidence. She would not back down. Men died. Their corpses piled around them. Something changed within them. They no longer were so bold in their attacks. No longer so risky. They cringed when the phoenixes swept over.

Then they ran.

It took Ms. Trueno a moment to realize that the enemy fled. She stared out at them running away from her group. They had survived. She looked around at her panting monster girls. They were splattered in red, smiles on their lips.

Baaghi roared in triumph.

“Kweh, heh, heh!” chortled from above as Garnet winged over, her red tail swishing behind her.

Ms. Trueno smiled. They had won. Those vampires and that naughty succubus had tipped the scales just enough. Not sure if the battle was over, she motioned her monster girls to get back to the wall. They might be needed somewhere else.

Maya panted even though she didn’t breathe.

She just felt exhausted.

Her body rippled as she stared down at the withdrawing enemies. The east wall was secure.