Catgirls And Dungeons (Yuri)

The tsunami of flesh crashes onto us, heavy and relentless.

The current surges over the dome like a river of meat and bone, thick with gore, stinking of rot and death. It presses in from all sides, and for a moment, it feels like we're drowning beneath it, submerged in a suffocating sea of corrupted remains.

Thankfully…

Eris' barrier still holds.

Her darkness skill has formed an impenetrable cocoon. I can't see through it though, since the dome is pitch black, but I can hear it.

The grinding of bones.

The squelch of blood.

The oppressive weight of it all, bearing down, hungry to crush anything still breathing.

And I can feel Eris too

Her stance locked in place. Her teeth gritted tight. Her arms stretched out, holding back the entire world. She's enduring this—enduring everything—just to shield us.

The only light source inside this dome of darkness is a flickering magic stone hovering around her.

AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!

That was so fucking scary!

I heave a massive sigh of relief—inside my mind.

If Eris hadn't arrived when she did, we would've been dead. Flattened beneath thousands of tons of rotting flesh and corrupted blood.

(ERIS! ERIIIIISSS!!!)

I scream for her—desperate, overwhelmed. I want to reach out, wrap my arms around her, hold her tight and cry into her chest like a child finally safe.

But—

"Tch. Relax," Princess Felicia mutters, irritation lacing her voice. "Even if you scream, she can't hear you."

(Oh… right…)

She's still in control.

This body—our body—is hers for now.

And no matter what I say, no matter how loudly I scream from within… nothing reaches the outside.

Then—

"C-can you give me control?" I plead. "Just a little? Just for a moment?"

Felicia sighs, her head shaking slowly.

"That won't do," she replies. "If I surrender control now… I might not be able to take it back. So please—just bear with me a little longer."

(…Okay…)

I quiet down, though the frustration twists inside me.

But then—

Eris turns her head, catching just the edge of the conversation.

Her ears twitch. Her eyes narrow.

"Oh? Felicia? Are you… talking to someone?" she asks, confused.

Felicia tilts her head lazily, giving a half-smirk.

"Little girl, I'm not your Felicia," she says bluntly. "Yours is inside right now. But I'm the one controlling this body."

"…What?"

Eris' voice sharpens.

Her expression shifts, confusion giving way to fury.

"She's not in control?"

As she says that, her eyes blaze. Her fangs bare. She glares straight at us, at Felicia.

"What did you do to her?!"

The rage in her voice is raw, protective and wild.

Like she's ready to tear the world apart just to get me back.

…

Ah, shit…

This is the second time I've seen Eris like this—utterly, furiously angry.

The first was back at the tavern… when she found out what those bastards from the Crimson Order did to me. She literally crushed a wooden table to bits.

But now…

Now she's looking straight at me with that same fire in her eyes—and even though I know it's not me she's mad at, but Princess Felicia…

My heart still lurches.

That gaze, so sharp, so hurt, it burns.

It feels like it's piercing right my soul.

And worse—

Fuck!

The princess is getting fired up too!

Apparently, Eris just stepped on her nerves!

"Hoh?" she scoffs, eyes wide, baring her fans back. "You insolent brat. You dare glare at me like that? You have a death wish or something?"

"What?!" Eris recoils, stunned, anger flashing with confusion. That glare of hers falters—just a bit.

Meanwhile—

AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

NOOO!

NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I'm completely panicking inside!

(STOP! STOP!!!) I scream. (FELICIA, SHE'S JUST WORRIED ABOUT ME! SHE DIDN'T MEAN IT! STOP BEING LIKE THIS!!)

"Aiiish…" Felicia exhales, rubbing her temple. "Alright, alright, stop screaming! You're hurting my ears!"

And that, somehow, makes Eris even more confused.

She stares at us, her brow furrows as she tries to process what the hell is going on.

Thankfully… she doesn't escalate further.

Instead, after a long pause, she slowly lowers her shoulders and relents.

"All right. I'm sorry," she says at last, her voice quieter now, softer.

"Oh?" Felicia arches a brow. Her expression shifts as the edge in her voice fades. A faint smile curves on her lips—calm, but a little smug. "Well, since you apologized… I'll forget your arrogant attitude earlier."

"Thank you," Eris replies with a small nod, her gaze steady. "Then, can you let my girl take control back? Just for a little bit?"

"No. I can't." Felicia shakes her head.

Eris sighs, eyes flicking downward. Her lips press together in a tense line. But after a moment, she meets our gaze again.

"…Then please—just tell me. Is she safe?"

"Of course," Felicia answers simply. "Since you arrived, she's been crying nonstop. Gosh—she literally screamed in my head a second ago."

"Oh…" Eris murmurs.

And with that, she's visibly relieved.

Eris' shoulders relax ever so slightly. A breath escapes her lips.

"That's good to know."

"And don't worry," Felicia adds, more gently this time. "I'm keeping her safe. Once this is all over, I'll return her to you."

"Thank you," Eris breathes, her voice low.

But then—

Her brow twitches slightly.

"Wait… this isn't over yet?"

Felicia lets out a short laugh.

"Ha. Of course not. But now that you're here—" She flashes a grin, sharp and confident. "Things just got a whole lot easier."

A minute passes.

With the immediate danger seemingly behind us, Eris finally lowers her arms. The swirling dome of shadows begins to unravel, dissolving into tendrils of black mist. Outside, the world has grown quiet—unnaturally so.

As the last traces of the barrier fade, the full extent of the devastation comes into view.

And it's horrifying.

All around us, the landscape is unrecognizable. Every building is flattened. Every structure is smeared into ruin. Nothing remains but collapsed walls, shattered bones, and a thick carpet of blood and flesh. It's as if the dungeon itself was devoured from the inside out.

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