558: The Eye of Electrifying Jade Bit*h

“WHO THE FUCK DID THAT!?” Ophelia screamed while covering her left eye as she looked in all directions for the cowardly fuck responsible for throwing a rock in her eye.

With Ophelia distracted and enraged, Olivia threw rocks one after another at the brat, aiming at different parts of her body. Sparks of lighting cracked all over Ophelia’s body at the point of each contact, turning the girl into a firecracker.

“UAAARGH!! FUCK OFF!!” Ophelia screamed and unleashed an electric storm on Olivia and slammed the ninja girl into a wall with her electricity.

“YAAAAAAAA!!” Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs from the insufferable agony. This did not stop Ophelia rather she seemed to unleash even more magic as if to prolong the cry of agony she finally got to hear from Olivia. She kept unleashing more and more and more magic until Olivia stopped screaming completely and her body simply convulsed lifelessly, pressed against the wall with unrelenting magic.

“Ah!?” Ophelia realized what she had done and stopped her assault at once. Olivia’s scorched, smoking body collapsed on the floor, motionless. A sickening burnt smell spread from the body.

“Haaa… Haaa,” Ophelia breathed heavily as she looked at the result of her rampage. Sweat rolled down her forehead, a single drop got into Ophelia’s left eye that was slightly irritated. “I-it’s your own fucking fault! I didn’t want to kill you! Was it that hard to just play along a little? Annoyingly stubborn as ever! … You didn’t deserve to get off that easy—HUAH!?”

Ophelia suddenly found herself grappled from behind and felt a piercing pain in her right armpit. Olivia had jumped on her from behind, grabbed her and sunk a dagger into a gap in Ophelia’s armor.

“AARGH!?” Ophelia screamed in pain. Her electric barrier ejected Olivia’s dagger but not before Ophelia tasted its blade inside her. “HOW—GYAAAAH!?”

Having lost her dagger Olivia poked Ophelia into the left eye. This time the electric barrier activated instantly and sent Olivia flying off Ophelia before she could poke the eyeball out.

“STOP WITH THE FUCKING EYE, FUCK!!” Ophelia screamed, holding her left eye again, hunched over the pain. She then raised her right arm to attack Olivia again, but suddenly jerked form the pain. A thin stream of blood trickled down the side of Ophelia’s armor. Ophelia clenched the shaking fist of her wounded arm. “Y-you… You… Wait!”

Finally thinking for more than zero seconds, Ophelia swiftly turned around and looked the burnt corpse that she scorched just seconds ago. Same clothes as Olivia, same body. Then she turned her head and definitely saw Olivia getting up after the electric barrier knocked her away. “H-how?”

“Shadow Clone,” Olivia stated flatly. “I made the first one as soon as you gave me the opportunity to use Shadow Step. I can make them all day long. Even this is a clone. Amazing, isn’t it?” Each clone only carves a year of my lifespan, but there’s no need for you to know that. “Meanwhile, your electric abilities have a limit. That is, if they are yours and not a borrowed power from an artifact. For example, that gigantic jewel in your armor?”

“You talk too much,” Ophelia said while feeling up the wound in her armpit. Thankfully, the dagger didn’t go deep enough to fuck up her arm completely.

“I did wonder why you stopped attacking that poor cat girl,” Olivia continued on. “Just because her sister begged? As if that’d stop someone as sick as you! You also kept using your powers in short bursts and went out of your way to use your lackeys to fight me instead of doing it yourself. There’s only so much power you can unleash before you run dry. And the momentary weakening of your barrier after that temper tantrum proves it.”

“You wish!” Ophelia tried to keep a poker face, but the attempt was laughable for someone with that poor control of her emotions. The fact that she could only keep her irritated left eye half-open didn’t help. “And if I have so many limitations, you expect me to believe that you can just clone yourself over and over?”

“That’s right,” another Olivia stepped out of the shadows behind Ophelia. “Care to find out which one of us runs out of juice first? Or you could tell me where my sister is, and we end this now!”

“Y-you… Ha… Ha-ha-ha… BWAHAHA!” Ophelia broke out into a demented laughter. “So, a battle of attrition where we put our lives on the line for a single kid!? No thank you!”

Ophelia raised her mildly injured arm sideways and pointed her hand at the bunch of horrified kids who so far stood on the sidelines. Sparks danced around Ophelia’s hand, and she looked at Olivia with a smile of a lunatic that dared to test her.