Chapter 65: Exam 03 - Trolling Around

The Terror Troll trudged toward the terrified team.

Ten meters tall. Hulking. Hunched. Thick, brutal arms dragging like wrecking balls. But the worst part wasn’t the size or mass.

It was the body, which looked completely skinless.

A red, glistening titan of exposed muscle and tendon. Veins pulsed like coiled worms. And its organs were also visible, including its thundering heart beating fully exposed in its chest.

The entire human centipede froze.

“Oh, poor guy! Somebody stole his skin,” Pixie whimpered.

“No, that is its skin,” Akemi corrected. “Terror Trolls have armor-hide like tanks. They just make parts invisible to scare people. Total assholes. They’re already horrifying without the theatrics. That’s one of the many reasons why they are so infamous.”

Zara wanted to shout at them to shut up and let’s move as the monster lumbered closer.

Then something strange happened.

The troll’s movement stretched, like watching a colossal nightmare underwater. Voices in the shared mind came quicker than real sound. Thoughts sharpened. Reactions synced. Reflexes aligned.

Zara realized it first.

They were faster. Not just individually. Together. Even the earlier conversation between Pixie and Akemi was actually just a mere second.

“MOVE!!!” Irish broke the paralysis with a terrified scream.

They snapped back to life. The grotesque centipede lunged sideways with shocking speed. For a moment, freedom tasted real.

Then the troll also blurred and vanished. No, it dashed, covering the distance in a violent flicker of muscle and rage.

Its fist cratered the floor inches from Zara’s ass. Concrete shards peppered her skin like hail.

Zara remembered what she heard about them during the lectures, specifically the Terror Troll super-sprint. Short bursts of impossible speed, but in a very, very short distance.

“GO!” Irish shrieked once more.

They bolted again ... or as close to “bolting” as a thirty-two-person fused nightmare could manage. Their strange, synchronized speed bought distance ... but the victory was short-lived.

The examinees’ bravado dissipated as the monster’s shadow fell on all of them at the same time. Zara could even feel the air shifting around her as the troll’s fist came down like a meteor.

They had no time.

Zara braced for impact.

It never came.

Instead ... there was nothing beneath her.

Her arms clawed at air.

Everyone screamed mentally as the entire human centipede lifted off the ground, ripped upward like a ribbon yanked by a giant hand. They shot toward the ceiling, stopping only inches below it, suspended in the air like some obscene chandelier.

Below them, the Terror Troll wandered around, utterly baffled.

For one beautiful second, the was silence.

“ ... did we just fly?” Pixie asked. “Like Gaylor? Aki, that was you?”

“No,” Akemi answered. “I can lift maybe three or four people at once, but not dozens.”

“Ordinarily, no, not with our usual strength,” Minerva remarked calmly. “However, we are far from ‘ordinary’ at the moment. The Link Liana has bound our minds and bodies together; our reflexes, instincts, and responses are being mutually shared. It is entirely plausible that our augmentations are likewise being distributed among us as a collective. This particular phenomenon appears to have been activated by the severe psychological stress of confronting the Terror Troll.”

“What?” Keller floated beside them, staring wide-eyed.

“She says we can share our powers with each other, and this ability was awakened when we got scared shitless by the troll,” Akemi explained.

“So, I managed to share my floating powers with you guys?” Gaylor asked. “Cool.”

“Yeah, but there’s no way we can beat an adult Terror Troll for the first try,” Akemi added.

“Can’t we just go back to the teleport machine?” Undine asked. “Maybe Minerva and Valeria should take a look at it.”

“It was made by the Zhao sisters. There’s no way we could hack ourselves into it,” Valeria replied. “There’s only one way to leave, by beating the troll. They probably put some small trackers and chips inside its body to read the vital signs. Once the teleport platform gets an unconscious signal from the troll, we can go.”

“I have no idea why Ariitmi thought we could pass this test,” Akemi sighed.

“Hey! She is a degenerate, perverted, disgusting asshole, but she is also one of the greatest hunters ever,” Zara shouted telepatically. “She believed in us, which means that we must have the potential to beat his monster. Even if the monster is an adult Terror Troll bull.”

They stayed silent.

“Let’s put together what we have and move on.” Zara continued, “Fuck! We already managed to escape by combining only two abilities: Irish’s speed and Gaylor’s floating. What can we do if we all use our powers?”

“Oh God almighty! That’s wonderful!” Yaraviel moaned as David fucked her doggy style. Her breasts bounced back and forth like two heavy sandbags.

Aritimi was watching from the corner, on her knees, hands behind her head to be sure that she couldn’t touch herself.

“That’s so fucking goooood!” Yaraviel purred. “I love you, Daddy, so much!”

“Tell her what you feel honestly about this,” David ordered, slapping the nun’s plump ass.

“Until this man took my virginity, I thought sex was just a sinful act, but it’s actually everything one should live for. Oh, Timi, I was so blinded by my bigotry that I wasted my best years,” Yaraviel answered between moans.

“It’s never too late,” Aritimi said and then turned to David, “Daddy, can I join, or at least touch myself now?”

“Sorry, but the boss scheduled things for you, and you have to wait until the next wave of fucking.” He shook his head, “I’d fuck you senseless if it were for me, but the boss is the boss.”

“Hey, look at our new guests,” Robin and Ethan walked in, followed by a team of naked black women, Aritimi’s sisters.

David felt like his balls were caught in a vice’s grip as he looked at the naked Argento women walking in. His baby batter burst into the nun’s cunt.

“That’s all of them?” Ethan asked.

“No, their mother, Artemis, is not reacting, and probably other family members like their children or grandchildren are in other countries, so we would need more time to get them caught by the system’s link,” Robin explained.

“Artemis is not responding because I ordered the plant not to reach out for her,” the boss’s voice rumbled from somewhere. “She is a council member, and those have special implants in their heads to not just avoid brainwashing, but to alert the HSA when somebody attempts to take control over them. I learned this the hard way, long ago.”

“Alright, and what about Aritimi’s pupils?” Ethan added, “They are pretty powerful; one of them is an Argento, and one of them has a Flesh Fiend’s powers.”

“They would be too much for the system.” The boss answered, “It can only control twenty-six bloodlines right now, but we can capture them for future use.”