Chapter 50: Beating Up Lucifer

Chapter 50: Beating Up LuciferVina wiped the blood from her mouth with the back of her hand, her golden eyes narrowing.

The smile that had been teasing her lips vanished.

For the first time tonight, she dropped the act.

The playful predator was gone.

Now, only the monster remained.

The air grew heavy again — heavier than before.

The ground cracked under her feet as raw, ancient power flooded from her body.

Lucifer’s smirk faltered slightly.

Then—

BAM!

Vina exploded forward, a blur of silver and black, faster than Lucifer could react.



Her fist crashed into his gut like a freight train.

Lucifer’s body folded around the blow, the air forced from his lungs.

Before he could even gasp, Vina twisted, spun, and landed a brutal roundhouse kick to his jaw.

CRACK!

His head snapped to the side, blood flying from his mouth.

He stumbled, but Vina wasn’t finished.

She grabbed his arm, flipped him over her shoulder, and smashed him straight into the broken ground.

BOOM!

The earth buckled, spiderweb cracks spreading outward.

Lucifer gasped, dazed, as Vina crouched over him like a wild beast.

Without hesitation, she grabbed his face and slammed the back of his head into the ground.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

Each impact echoed like a gunshot.

Mob winced from the sidelines, hands half-covering his face.

"Holy shit..." he muttered.

Francisca looked pale, her hands gripping her shirt tight.

Ella’s breathing was sharp, panicked, her fists clenching at her sides.

Lucifer groaned, trying to push her off — but Vina snarled and drove her elbow straight into his chest.

CRUNCH!

The sound was sickening.

Lucifer gasped again, his ribs bending dangerously.

Before he could move, she grabbed his leg and spun, dragging his body through the dirt like a ragdoll before hurling him into a nearby broken wall.

CRASH!

Stone exploded around him.

Vina didn’t wait.

She moved like a demon unleashed — no hesitation, no mercy.

Lucifer staggered out of the rubble, bloody, breathing hard.

But before he could even raise his fists, Vina appeared in front of him again.

She ducked low and drove her knee straight into his liver.

Lucifer’s body jolted, coughing up blood violently.

Vina grabbed him by the throat and hurled him up into the air.

She leapt after him, her claws flashing under the moonlight.

In midair, she unleashed a furious barrage of punches and claw swipes, each blow smashing deeper into Lucifer’s body.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

Blood sprayed like rain.

The sky above them cracked with the force of their clash.

Lucifer barely managed to block some of the hits, but most of them tore straight through his guard.

Vina flipped in midair and axe-kicked him back down like a missile.

Lucifer hit the ground hard enough to send a shockwave tearing across the battlefield.

Dust and debris exploded upward, hiding him from view.

Vina landed softly, her breathing even.

Lucifer didn’t get up immediately.

He just lay there, blood pooling under him.

Then —

Another figure entered the battlefield.

Ruka.

Silver-haired, eyes cold, his aura blazing with killing intent.

He appeared in front of Vina in an instant, his blade flashing toward her neck.

Vina smiled coldly.



She caught the blade with her bare hand.

The metal screamed against her skin, sparks flying.

Before Ruka could react, Vina twisted the blade out of his hand, snapped it in half like a twig, and slammed her forehead into his face.

BANG!

Ruka staggered back, nose broken, blood pouring down.

But Vina didn’t stop there.

She grabbed his collar, lifted him off the ground like he weighed nothing, and drove her knee into his stomach.

THOOM!

Ruka coughed blood, eyes wide in shock.

She tossed him aside like trash, his body tumbling across the broken ground.

He groaned, struggling to move.

Mob swore under his breath.

"...both of them..."

Ella looked like she was about to rush in, but Angel grabbed her wrist tightly, shaking her head without a word.

Ella bit her lip hard enough to bleed but stayed put, trembling.

Vina turned back to Lucifer.

He was trying to push himself up on shaky arms.

She walked up slowly, casually, her fangs glinting under the moonlight.

Lucifer managed to lift his head — just in time to see her crouch in front of him.

Without a word, Vina grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to look up at her.

Her golden eyes stared into his burning red ones.

And then, smiling cruelly—

She leaned in and bit into his neck.

Hard.

Lucifer’s body jolted violently.

Blood poured from the wound as Vina drank deeply, her claws digging into his shoulders to hold him still.

Francisca screamed from the sidelines.

"LUCIFER!!"

Ella surged forward, fury flashing in her eyes — but Angel yanked her back, holding her in a crushing grip.

"No," Angel said, her voice low.

"She’s too strong."

Ella struggled, tears stinging her eyes, but Angel didn’t let go.

On the field, Vina finally pulled back, licking the blood from her lips slowly.

Lucifer slumped to the ground, barely conscious, blood staining the earth beneath him.

Vina stood tall over him, her hair wild, her mouth red, her golden eyes glowing like twin infernos.

She turned her head slightly, looking at Mob, Francisca, Ella, and Angel across the ruined battlefield.

For a moment — just a moment — it felt like time stopped.

Everyone could feel it.

The primal fear.

The instinct deep in their bones telling them run.

But Vina didn’t move toward them.

She just smiled — wide and terrifying — and let out a low, rumbling laugh.

Then, without another word, she turned and walked away.

Her shadow stretched long behind her, the remnants of the demonic wolf spirit following her like a loyal ghost.

The battlefield was silent except for the crackling of broken stones and the distant rustling of trees.

Lucifer lay there, battered, broken, but not defeated.

His red eyes fluttered open slightly.

And even through the pain, even through the blood, he smiled.

A bloody, savage smile.

Angel finally let Ella go, and the girl ran straight toward Lucifer, dropping to her knees beside him.

"Lucifer..." she whispered, her voice shaking.

He didn’t answer immediately.

He just reached up weakly, ruffling her hair with a bloody hand.



Ella grabbed his hand tightly, tears falling down her cheeks.

Francisca ran over too, dropping beside them, her hands glowing as she started trying to heal him.

Mob and Angel stayed back a little, scanning the area in case Vina returned.

The night air was cold, sharp, heavy with the smell of blood and dust.

Above them, the stars blinked in the broken sky.

The battle was over.

But this wasn’t a victory.

It was a warning.

A reminder.

There were monsters out there.

And Vina was one of them.

A terrifying one.