Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

Herbert froze.

His relatives edged past him and stepped into the Vault as though being physically inside its strong metallic stronghold walls would cause their treasures to magically reappear.

It didn't.

They turned around a few times trying to wrap their minds around such a travesty and while they did, Herbert's body shook with rage so powerful, there was no cap to the release of his Spiritual Pressure. He let it all out... His full might at the first Step of the Sixth Knight Order.

Everyone in the building felt the impact.

Guards were want flying out, some were slammed into the walls where they fell unconscious.

As for the Larnak Relatives, they were slammed into the formidable structure and kept locked inside the Vault when the door, moved due to the force of Herbert's outburst, slammed shut.

Herbert raised his head at the building ceiling and let out a yell that only barely showcased the intensity of his rage,

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The yell, propelled by the already forceful display, shook the building and the vault so much that those sealed within heard it quite clearly just like others in the Estate for miles.

Herbert had no words.

No words could really quantify how he was feeling in its raw intensity so he just put it all into his yell.

He didn't just feel robbed, he felt mocked, he felt cheated...

*BANG!*

Even as his yell kept rocking far away from him, Herbert pulled back a fist and slammed it against the sealed Vault door, and the fact that, with all his strength, with his outburst of Spiritual Pressure and Spiritual energy, he only dented the door angered him even more.

They had done it all...

They had done due diligence and it had not stopped that bastard from robbing them blind!

...

The entire Estate was in turmoil.

Guards ran about in Squads searching for a culprit none of them felt they would catch.

"He'd be gone by now," said a Guard, "If I did it, I'd be foolish to hang around."

"True," Agreed his colleague.

But Evian stuck around. In fact, through it all, his dick was never not in one of Yvette's holes.

So powerful was Herbert's yell that it broke through the noise cancellation. The duo of Evian and Yvette even felt slight vibrations as it rocked the very foundation of multiple buildings in the Estate but they fucked through the noise.

It added to the atmosphere.

Like how the sounds of rain and thunderclaps can make a room cozy during a nice night's sleep.

The fruitless searches never extended to Yvette's room. As Lady of the Estate, no one dared knock on her doors to ask to search and her husband who had that sole right was much too busy to give it much thought. Since even he did not believe Evian stuck around after the Theft, he was now planning retaliation.

Once Herbert's anger finally cooled enough for him to set them free, the Larnak Relatives were back on him. When they learned of his plans, they all let out a unanimous exasperated sigh.

"This again? More fighting? More Retaliations? Herbert for Fucks sake, you have to know when to stop."

But Herbert didn't know.

And that sealed his fate.

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-Yvette's Room-

With her sexual vigor at its usual high, it was only quite late in the evening before Yvette finally slumped down on the bed, completely spent. Her ass was a beautiful arch with slight red patches from where Evian had either spanked her or slammed her with his pelvis during multiple thrusts.

Her skin was gleaming with the sheen of physical exertion- Her pussy was leaking Evian's cum mixed with her juices and the sheets were spotted with dews of their act.

With an almost carefree attitude, Evia let himself rest after such rigorous work but remained alert should Herbert come knocking.

He never did.

It said a lot about the decline of their life as a couple that in times of distress, Herbert didn't immediately seek out his Wife. Granted, she would either not have answered the door or have answered and immediately given an excuse before shutting the door in his face, but at least, an effort should have been made.

But why would Evian complain?

Every cell in his body was singing with delight.

Every thrust kept hammering his touch into the susceptible lady's head. Washing her of previous attachments and setting her free to follow his laid-out plans.

When nightfall came, Evian took a dip in Yvette's private bath, smiling to himself as it was the start of what had been a satisfying sexual experience. When she awoke from her slumber, Yvette joined him in the bath. She cleaned herself of all sexual fluids, especially Evian's, and with a smile of rejuvenation, she was ready to go again.

Neither had an urgent need for food. The previous day's meal of souls was enough for Evian and Spiritual energy staved off all hunger for Yvette. At least for now.

By her request, she and Evian got right back to it and went all night. Slapping sounds and moans and groans of pleasure rang all about the room putting them both in a little bubble of happiness that was unaffected by the sullied mood on the outside.

It was only at dawn, long before the first rays of sunlight, that Evian finally left Yvette's room.

When he took a final bath, the Lady of the Estate lacked the energy to join him again and with one final smile at her sexy mature self on the bed, he secured the Larnak Military uniform he had on and went on his way.

Leaving the Larnak Estate was as easy as it had been to get in and once he had stepped out of the grounds, he turned away from the Stygian/Larnak boundary and started his journey to the Larnak/Renan boundary.

'I... Did it.'

Robbing the Larnak Vault was the bulk of Evian's plan aimed at crippling them financially just as they had been crippled in military strength. It was the first part of Evian's simple two-part plan;

•First Part: Attack from within (The Robbery).

•Second Part: All-out Assualt.

The All-Out Assault could easily have been achieved with just the Stygian Family's forces. There would be losses, but Evian was confident of victory. When he told Lordess Frida Renan that her assistance would be appreciated but not something he couldn't do without, he absolutely meant it.

That said, he had bargained a deal and before he unleashed the Stygian Forces, he would like to see that deal to completion.

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-The Renan Territory-

-Lockheart Mansion-

Ember stirred in her bed. Her pulled curtains kept out the sun rays from spilling in and waking her up but that hardly mattered.

She had been having trouble with sleep for a while now and yet, only while sleeping did her brain ever stop working. Otherwise, she would be burdened with matters of the war between the Larnak and Stygian Territories, the promised participation from Lordess Renan with no movement so far, and of course... A certain grey-haired and grey-eyed idiot.

*Sigh*

Letting out a breath, she turned around and pressed her head even harder into her pillow like she was hoping to knock herself to sleep. Her eyelids fluttered and her eyes finally picked up on the fact that she was no longer alone.

She sat up immediately, her pressure already out wondering who could have forced her door open without her realizing especially when she had not been deep in sleep in the first place.

"E-Evian?" she asked, her voice a bit sluggish not with residual sleepy weakness but rather a slight disbelief that it was really him.

"In the Flesh," Evian told her with a smile.

He was dressed in noble robes, and sitting in a chair he looked to have lifted over to the side of her bed.

"Is this a dream?" Ember asked, blinking rapidly.

Evian looked taken aback,

"Why would it be a dream?" he asked.

Surely he had not been away long enough for his presence to be so strange.

"Oh, so it's real. You're real," Ember said and then frowned, "Alright then, why are you here?"

Evian winced,

"What?"

"You heard me," Ember said defiantly, "Idiot!"

"Idiot?" Evan repeated incredulously, "That sounds... harsh."

"Harsh? You left... Af-After that," Ember said, blushing as red as her hair, "We did that and you just left."

"Oh," Evian said, realizing where the issue lay, "I see. About that..."

"Do you know how that made me feel?" Ember interrupted him to ask, "I felt bad. It was a special moment- for me. My First and you left right after and didn't come back. That's not- That's not right."

"Erik told me to leave," Evian told her with his hands raised and his palms facing her for placation, "He dropped me at the border just so I wouldn't return."

"Oh don't give me that," Ember snapped, "I gave him a piece of my mind already but you- You! I've seen what you can do. Since when do walls stop you?

I mean, you're here now, are you not?"

"I-" Evian started to say but wasn't sure there was even a point in his favor.

Ember let out an exasperated sigh,

"My Father's words didn't keep you away," she said angrily, "You left because you wanted to."

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