Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 1110: No Questions?

As the two teens continued their ridiculous back-and-forth, the real storm brewed at the center.

Quinlan stepped forward. The air itself bent, shimmering as elements bled into existence, flames dancing in one palm, water shifting across the other.

He gestured for his girls to stay behind and continued walking toward the black-haired woman.

"I’m the boss of this place."

The moment Quinlan declared himself, Raika’s body shifted seamlessly into a battle stance. Her shoulders rolled forward, her hands flexed, and her feet planted. The serpentine tattoos etched across her arms and stomach began writhing with her mounting battle intent.

Her entire body oozed an endless desire for combat.

However, Quinlan’s stride never faltered. His pace was unhurried, his expression unreadable as the storm of elements weaved tighter around him. Fire hissed, water swirled.

"Your first instinct is to fight me, hmm?" he asked evenly. "Not ask where you are? What we want? How you got here?"

He paused just long enough to tilt his head to the side as his gaze sharpened. "Or where your master is?"

That last word hit her like a hammer to the skull.

Raika’s eyes narrowed, and her emotionless expression showed signs of cracks for the first time. Memories came flooding in. The invasion of Black Fang’s home. The samurai woman and her Fujimori allies cutting through their defenses. Lilith’s adventurer party pressing the advantage using their teamwork cultivated through centuries of combat.

She remembered Orianna’s death cry as she fell, but took an entire Fujimori squad down with her. She remembered standing back-to-back with Black Fang. She remembered fighting until her lungs burned and her vision blurred, only for the enemy’s numbers to keep swelling.

Her jaw tightened.

Mana exploded around her, raw and brutal. The ground beneath her boots began to shake with the pressure she was exerting now. Her aura was jagged, untamed, radiating a primal threat.

"I’ll get the answers I want after I’ve subjugated you. People are less inclined to lie once they’ve been beaten into submission."

For a moment, silence reigned.

Then Quinlan chuckled. A short, dry sound that cut sharper than any blade.

"Still the same cavewoman I remember."

But his amusement didn’t last long. In the next second, his eyes hardened. Power flared from his body like a rising sun, matching Raika’s own.

"So be it. Truth be told, I’ve wanted to beat some manners into you ever since the first time we met."

The ground trembled as their auras clashed, the very air quaking between them.

It was no longer a question of whether they would fight.

It was already war.

Raika lunged first. A blur of muscle and inked fury, her fist cut through the air with enough force to split stone.

It never landed.

Quinlan’s hand shot out and caught her strike clean. The shockwave rippled outward, scattering dust and grass, but his grip didn’t falter. His gaze dropped to her balled fist, then rose to her face. 𝙍𝘼Ｎ𝘰ВËṤ

His expression darkened, turning ominous. He became visibly infuriated with what he was seeing.

"You’re still disrespecting me, huh..."

"That ends today."

Power erupted. Not a flare, but a detonation. His aura expanded like an ocean breaking free of its dam, all four elements howling in his veins.

Raika snarled in response, wrenching her fist free and swinging with her other arm. But this time...

Quinlan’s eyes exploded into a blinding emerald blaze.

A monstrous gust of wind burst forth from his body, a hurricane compressed into a heartbeat. Raika’s punch never even reached him, for she was already being hurled backward. Her feet ground trenches into the earth before the force became so overwhelming that it tore her off her feet entirely.

However, getting the upper hand against this woman was easier said than done. She’s fought against not only numerous enemies but also been beaten by her elder sisters and master as well on a nearly daily basis. Her battle instincts have been honed to perfection, and her body’s coordination was far too seamless.

Raika spun in the air, flipping her body to stabilize. But the moment her feet angled to land, the ground betrayed her.

*BOOM!*

A massive pillar of stone erupted right beneath her, catching her in the air and hurling her higher into the skies.

Her instincts screamed.

Get off this thing!

Her muscles tensed, and with a feral roar, she kicked. The pillar cracked and shattered under the force of her legs, exploding into fragments as Raika sent herself diving downward.

But she wasn’t allowed to land.

Quinlan hadn’t moved a single step. He stood where he was, eyes cold, arms loose at his sides. And yet...

The battlefield shifted again. Or, to be more accurate, it became the chaos at his command.

Dozens of stone pillars erupted from the ground beneath Raika, shooting toward the sky with breakneck speed. Blades of wind hammered at her from all directions, each one strong enough to bruise her flesh. Sharp, pressurized streams of water carved through the air, crisscrossing her descent.

The sky itself was turning into her grave.

But Raika hadn’t yet learned the word surrender.

With a second roar, she pulled every drop of mana into her core. Her tattoos began burning with light. Her fist cocked back, gathering power until the air itself warped around her arm. Then, she unleashed it.

"[Fist of Annihilation]!"

A colossal punch ripped through the air. A tidal wave of raw force exploded outward, obliterating the incoming assaults. Wind blasts scattered, stone pillars shattered to rubble, water blades burst into harmless spray. All of it reversed, thrown back toward Quinlan in a storm of debris and destruction.

But Quinlan only parted his arms.

Two titanic whirlwinds roared into being at his sides, spiraling upward. They swallowed the oncoming carnage whole, redirecting it away from the stronghold. Not a single shard touched his home.

And then... he rose.

His feet left the ground in silence.

"If you had gone all out from the beginning, I wouldn’t have been able to throw you into the air." A cold smile played at the corner of his lips. "But alas... my wife has told me you only learn through pain."

Their gazes locked, predator meeting predator, neither blinking, neither yielding.

Then Quinlan spread his arms wide, and the air trembled.

"Welcome to my domain, Raika. Give me your all so the lessons I carve into your body today will never fade."