Reason

It was a moment of clarity, but that moment was all Nami needed.

This clown had made himself ****, and his most vital point was now literally in the palm of her hands.

"Hey..." she said, still panting from the ****'s heat. "M... Master?"

Cesar looked down, catching sight of the girl's flushed face. Feeling her hot breath next to his erection, and feeling the touch of her skin on his balls... He couldn't wait, he had to have her!

"Die."

In an instant her grip tightened, and like wringing a towel she twisted with all of her might.

The broadcast outside suddenly crackled and blurred, as if censoring a crime that even its depraved audience would find hard to watch. All that could be heard through the monitors was a high pitched scream that would haunt the island for years to come.

When the camera snails recording finally recovered, on screen Cesar could be seen defeated, laying still on the cold floor. Over him stood Nami victorious, now wearing the scientist's lab coat as both cover and a testament to her win.

With the defeat of the room's boss, the effects of the **** attacking her faded as well. And following suit, the game door leading to the next room appeared on the wall nearby.