My Milf System

With Rin beside her, Tama felt a familiar calm and confidence settle over her chest. Together, they wouldn't lose this fight. At least, that's what she thought until the air arpund them thickened with killing intent.

Their enemies weren't ordinary. And they weren't planning to lose either.

"I'll take Freya. Can you handle the old hag?" Tama muttered, the claws in her fingers lengthening, looming shiny, sharp, and lethal.

"Okay!!" Rin beamed with a wicked grin.

Meanwhile, the two dark elves exchanged a knowing look.

Mrs. Lawson cracked her neck to the side with a dry pop. "It's been a while since I had to go all out," she muttered, stretching her hands, already feeling the ancient flow of mana moving under her skin. "Cover me while I chant."

Freya scowled. "You're seriously pulling out your ace on these brats? Isn't that overkill?"

"No." Mrs. Lawson's voice cut clean. "If it were just the cat girl, normal spells would be enough. But that demon girl is giving me the cree—"

She stopped.

Because Rin had already raised her hand.

Above her, a blazing fire phoenix had formed, its cry echoing like the roar of an ancient god. With a single gesture, she hurled it forward. The flaming beast screamed as it dived forward, its talons outstretched.

Freya reacted insgantly and summoned a massive wall of ice, ten feet tall, and incredibly thick. But when the Phoenix collided with it, a violent explosion of steam and crimson fire tore through the courtyard.

The ground trembled as heatwaves warped the air. The ice wall hissed and cracked violently, releasing shrill wails as if it were alive and being burned alive. Water pooled beneath their feet, steam rising into choking mist.

Screams echoed from nearby homes. The people living in Mrs. Lawson's neighborhood scattered like terrified animals. Even the bravest among them fled, sensing the sheer legendary scale of the mana being unleashed.

"W-What the hell…?" Freya stammered, her face drenched in sweat. "A demon… summoning a Phoenix? That's a divine flame?"

The Phoenix, though majestic, was unstable too. Its wings flickered, and its body buckled against the resistance of the ice.

Then just before it could pierce through the final inch of the wall, it vanished. Snuffed out by the cold.

Freya exhaled in relief, but that was too soon.

Tama flashed before her like lightning, her figure vanishing and reappearing mid-air. Her claws slashed across Freya's face, carving a vicious arc that nearly sliced off her nose. Blood spilled freely as Tama landed softly on the ground, the clothes given to her by Valerie: light gray shorts and a simple top, fluttering slightly in the rising heat.

Freya shrieked in rage, staggering backward, her bloodied cheek twitching.

She slammed her frost sword into the ground with fury. The blade shattered into hundreds of glistening shards, each one sharp as a dagger. Before Tama could launch a follow-up attack, the shards lifted and hovered mid-air.

Then they launched.

Tama dodged instinctively, her feline agility allowing her to spin, leap, and twist around the incoming storm of ice. But the steam around clouded her vision, and she missed a few that pierced her skin, giving her a few bruises. Worse, the ones she dodged didn't stop—they curved mid-air like heat-seeking missiles, homing in on her.

She growled and kept moving, but her rhythm was breaking.

Then CRACK!!!

A blur passed through the steam, and Rin uppercutted Freya that her jaw almost dislocated as she was sent flying backward with a sickening crack. Ice shards dropped to the ground like glass, and Freya grunted, stumbling to her feet.

Her sword reformed with a sharp whisper of magic, the shards rejoining in mid-air to form her long blade once again. She used it to steady herself.

"Tch… You two are stronger than you look." She wiped her bleeding cheek, forming a thin layer of ice over the wound to stop the bleeding.

But Tama and Rin weren't done.

They didn't intend to give the dark elves even a second to breathe.

Rin, now invisible, darted toward Mrs. Lawson, but Freya, sensing the distortion in the air, summoned a thick wall of frost, fifteen meters tall and reinforced like a fortress. It sealed them off, buying her mother time.

"Aren't you done chanting yet, Mom?!" Freya shouted, growing more agitated. "I can't go full force while babysitting you!"

Bang!!!

Rin's thunderous blow hit the wall. Then the second one followed, and her hand burst through, fire-imbued and clawed.

Her horns glowed fiercely as she rammed her head through the wall. The flames on them hissed, melting the thick ice as her blazing aura bled into the cracks. From the arm that punched through, a large fireball formed.

She released it.

SLICE!—BOOM!

Freya swung her frost sword, slicing the fireball in half before it could detonate. The split fireballs spun off in opposite directions, slamming into nearby buildings and igniting explosions.

Rin's horns were now melting the wall from the inside, steam billowing with every breath. With a flap of her wings, she retreated just as the wall shattered into heavy slabs of melting ice, falling onto the ruins of Mrs. Lawson's demolished home.

More mist filled the air.

Rin and Tama stood on guard, watching.

But then, there was a shift in the air.

A sinister aura began to rise, swirling out of the mist like a vortex from the underworld. Even Rin stepped back, her expression hardening.

A hissing filled the space.

"DarkFrost Arts… Sword of Eternal Void."

Mrs. Lawson's voice was cold and low, as if coming from another world.

Freya clicked her tongue, glancing her mother's way. "Took you long enough."

Tama's feline instincts screamed: DANGER. Her knees nearly gave in.

From within the mist, Mrs. Lawson emerged, holding a dark, cursed blade forged of shadow and ancient ice. Her eyes glowed faintly. As a high-ranking old dark elf and master of forbidden arts, she wielded a sword that pulsed with both void and cryo magic.

It wasn't massive like Freya's, but every inch of it felt heavier like it carried the weight of death itself.

She raised it toward the sky. The clouds responded instantly, darkening with thunder, shadow clouds swirling above.

And then ice rose from the ground.

Not just any normal ice, but dark one.

Black slabs, three to four times thicker than Freya's ice-wall, erupted and formed a massive cube around them, trapping both them and their foes. It locked them in completely, floor, walls, even the ceiling, leaving only narrow vents for air and light so they could see and breath.

At first, it didn't seem so bad.

Until the cold came.

A sinister, supernatural cold. The kind of cold that slowed time in your blood, that froze the fire in your bones. Rin's demonic horns flickered like dying embers then went out completely.

The cold killed fire.

Mrs. Lawson and Freya, both masters of ice magic just stood unaffected.

Rin, feeling the shift, raised her arms and summoned everything she had. Two massive fireballs formed, but only for a moment. The flames flickered, coughed, then faded before she could release them properly.

She fired anyway. The two women casually brushed them aside with the backs of their hands, the fireballs dissipating like smoke.

Tama stood frozen. Not just from the cold temperature, but from fear.

Rin's jaw slackened. "That… wasn't supposed to happen."

Mrs. Lawson stepped forward, her void blade pointed at them.

"Farewell, demon... and the last remaining blackcat brat. You fought well."

To be continued…