The Legendary Mage novel Chapter 345

Their hearts stirred with dark desire, growing hotter with each passing thought. In the dim environment, the ruthless hunt had given birth to wickedness in their souls. Mariela was simply too enchanting—her exquisite beauty and perfect figure, her cool demeanor, and the mystery and sanctity that she exuded were all taunting their desires.

To conquer such a woman would surely be a grand delight!

"Shameless!" Mariela retreated step by step.

"We're only thinking of you, my dear," they taunted. "Such a beautiful lady is yet to experience the joys of the flesh before her untimely demise. What a pity."

"Don't worry, we are quite experienced. We'll ensure you're comfortable."

They advanced with a lecherous gleam in their eyes, greedily scanning her form, barely restraining themselves from pouncing and stripping her to admire the hidden beauty of her body. The thought of such an icy maiden soon pleading beneath them quickened their breath and sent blood rushing to their heads.

Just then, a herd of massive elephants passed by like moving hills. Their heavy steps sent tremors through the forest.

Mariela seized the chance to break into the herd, but the two male Protégés, one ahead and one behind, watched her every move. "Do you really think you can escape? Give up."

Mariela's attempts to dash left and right were thwarted, and in just a moment, the elephants had moved on. The dense forest grew darker, and no powerful Magi-Monsters roamed nearby.

"Mariela, will you submit to us, or do you fancy a bit of force?" One of the Protégés chuckled wickedly, suddenly lunging forward with his blade to subdue Mariela, planning to savor his prize slowly.

"Do a favor for us." The other Protégé lunged at Mariela.

Her eyes were ice-cold as she drew her sword to meet their attack, preferring death over dishonor.

But suddenly...

Thwack! Thwack!

Two sprays of blood appeared, and the heads of the two Protégés soared into the sky, their bodies uncontrollably crashing to the ground. The smiles were still etched on their severed faces.