Chapter 4

Slimy liquid continued seeping from the creature's mouth. Slowly, inch by inch, the creature sucked Elen deeper inside.

"Uaah!" Elen cried out again as her whole body spasmed. She appeared too weak to put up any resistance to the creature. Elen managed to put her hands on the putrid lips of the creature. Whether it was a coincidence or the creature reacted to the girl's touch, the fleshy monster effortlessly lifted the girl several feet from the ground and slammed her back down.

"GHAAH!" Elen let out another cry. She stopped fighting back and laid there, breathing heavily. Her entire body continued twitching, even her hard nipples. With her last remaining strength, Elen reached out to her comrades and called her sister's name, "Hel… Helen… Helen!"

"Let me go!" Helen screamed as her companion slowly retreated with the girl in his arms. "She needs me! She's pleading! Brock, I beg you! Help her!"

"We can't help her!" Brock answered between heavy breaths. "Think of Lily! Who will take care of her if you stay!? Do you really want her to lose both her older sisters in one night!?""B-but!" Helen looked at her older sister. She never saw her sister in such a state and barely recognized her. Why was she making that face? A strong, proud warrior, Elen saved them all countless times, and when she needed their help… Helen couldn't hold back her tears. Their eyes locked for the last time before Brock pulled Helen away around the corner of the repugnant tunnels.

When Helen returned home and wobbled inside like a living corpse, she barely mustered the courage to face her little sister. But even then, she couldn't look Lily in the eyes when she finally gathered the strength to tell of their older sister's demise.

"Why didn't you save her!?" Lily, the blue-haired nine-year-old cried. "Elen always took care of you! Why couldn't you!? You can never do anything right! I hate you! Bring me my sister back!"

Helen took the barrage of accusations without an answer. She simply clenched her fists and teeth, cursing her own uselessness.

"I wish you were the one who was killed!" Lily screamed and stormed off into her room.

Helen huddled in a corner and wept.

That night Helen couldn't sleep. She futilely rolled ***** on her bedsheets. She was sweating. Burning up. Each time Helen closed her eyes, she saw her older sister's face. That vulgar expression. At first, Helen lied to herself. That's not what I saw. Not Elen. She would have never… She begged for my help. She called my name! And I didn't help…

But as the night progressed, Helen's excuses made less and less sense to her. She knew what she saw. As much as Helen tried to deny it, that scene was not something she had never seen before. That unmistakable expression on the face of lesser adventurers who met a similar fate. The face of ecstasy. Her sister did not cry out in pain. She cried because of the intense pleasure. Elen did not call her sister's name to plead for help. She reached out inviting Helen to join her.

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