Validia bit her own lip,
her hand still wrapped tightly around Nathan's absurd shaft—
which now throbbed like it was seconds away from detonation.
"Are you ready, Nathan?!"
Nathan nodded, trembling.
His eyes nearly rolled back.
His breath hitched.
"S-Sprouts... Aim it at the Crystal Banafruit… before—Aghhh—!"
Validia lifted the shaft like it was a cursed cannon. But just before the holy fluid could be launched toward the sprouts—
BRAK!
A silhouette leapt into view.
"HEH—ME FIRST~!"
It was Domina—followed by Livia flipping in behind her, laughing.
"IT HIT MY FACE! IT HIT MY FAAAAACE!" Livia shouted joyfully.
Validia flinched.
"You two—don't block it!"
Velmora, still coiled around the base,
was dragged along by Validia's movement.
She felt Nathan's shaft twitch violently—
a twitch she remembered from her hands long ago.
Her cheeks flushed.
In a panic, she uncoiled and scrambled forward—
eyes locked on the tip of Nathan's shaft—
And— The art of Spalshphemy begin!
