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Chapter 15 by Catface Catface

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Episode 3 ‘Final Confrontation!’ Scene 3

Rivalry Scene Continued

The last flickers of corrupted energy faded from the air, and the distant echo of fleeing minions dissolved into the city noise. Virgo landed lightly on her feet, breathing hard but composed, whipping her pony tail back as if she hadn’t just executed half a dozen battlefield maneuvers in a row.

Herra… was not quite as composed.

Her orange light dimmed around her battered form, what remained of her elegant outfit fluttering pitifully in the breeze. She straightened her spine with a regal inhale—clearly refusing to acknowledge the state she was in—and lifted her chin like a queen addressing a child.

_“Thank you,” Herra said stiffly. “But I had matters under control.”_

Virgo raised an eyebrow. “Uh-huh. Sure. You were being double penetrated by some common goons!”

Herra’s eye twitched. “I slipped.” she looked away and raised her chin in a dismissive manner.

“Look,” Virgo said, crossing her arms, “I’ve been tracking these abductions for weeks. You can bow out now. I’ve got it.”

Herra actually laughed. “You? Please. This case requires experience, nuance, and actual restraint qualities a GIRL like you can’t possibly have."

Virgo stepped forward. “I’m not letting someone old enough to have a mortgage tell me how to do my job.”

Herra’s smile froze, her eyes turned ice cold. “Thirty-five is not old!”

“It is in magical-girl years.” Virgo spat back.

Herra looked like she might smite her on principle. “You insolent, barely-transformed child. How dare you! Merlin’s chosen aren’t defined by age, they’re defined by…….”

“By whether they can keep their outfit intact, and keep from being fucked like dumb sluts” Virgo interrupted sweetly. “And you didn’t, and were.

Herra inhaled sharply through her teeth. “That was a……… setback.”

Virgo nodded. “Yes. and you know the rules about setbacks. I saw what happened and you can’t deny it.”

Herra’s eyes narrowed. “And what, exactly, is that supposed to—”

Virgo’s expression shifted suddenly—cool, authoritative, and far too calm. “By Merlin’s Oath, magical girls who show weakness face consequences. You do remember that part, right?”

Herra stiffened. She remembered. Vaguely. Regrettably.

Virgo continued, “And since I saved that jiggly ass of yours, I get to choose your punishment”

Herra went still. “You wouldn’t.”

Virgo smirked. “I absolutely would.”

Herra swallowed her pride—barely—and **** her voice steady. “Fine. Tell me, then. What, exactly, is my punishment?”

Virgo leaned in, eyes bright, voice soft and unforgiving.

“It’s simple,” she said.

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