Getting out of trouble.

John cast a stunning Magic Projectile on the body guard while projecting a sleep bomb at her using Move.

In a move so fast it startled John she intercepted the sparks of energy with her prosthetic arm, the inanimate matter of which completely resisted the effect of the spell. The bomb on the other hand exploded on her chest creating a thick cloud of yellow dust in front of her.

To John's surprise she continued her moves and finished reloading her gun, shooting five times in his direction.

John miraculously dodged the bullet aimed at his head, which grazed the small reinforced scales on the sides of his hood.

The Mana Shield appeared to be slowing the projectiles entering its near invisible bubble. Three of the shots hit him in the chest, thankfully the mostly armored part of his body.

10 dmg
12 dmg
9 dmg

On the other hand it nearly depleted his mana. Bullets from modern weapons were apparently no jokes. Barely recovering from the shock of the impacts, he was dumbfounded to see her jumping on him and trying to punch him.

'How the fuck is she still standing? As soon as she breathed the pollen she should... Fuck!'

He realized what happened, she had held her breath as he was throwing the bomb.
John used Move to try to take her gun, unwilling to let her find a weak spot in his armor. Her grip on it was too strong. He used lightning Charged Strike with his dagger and touched the gun with it, hoping that the electric jolt would make her drop it.

It worked in a sense, it made her drop the gun, but the charge also made all the bullets detonate. Firing from inside of the magazine it made the gun explode, sending metal bits everywhere. John used the confusion to drop another sleep bomb and threw a punch at her, she parried it but in the effort was **** to take her breath. Soon she began to stumble, but not before managing to throw John on the ground.

The place was a mess, caked with pollen and littered with bullet casings and gun parts or fragments.

Katia, absent during the fight appeared behind him.

"Why didn't you tell me she was armed? I could have been killed!" he screamed at his less than useful guide.

"That was not my job, I was under no orders to do it," she simply replied like it was the best explanation. "Now go fix the bitch."

"Where is she?"

"The mother is locked in her room, the daughter is in the built-in spa on your left. And since you seem to care about such things, the mom has a gun. Free hint!" she told him.

John was bothered, he was low on mana now, barely 45 and ticking up. Not enough to keep the Mana Shield active, he would have to lvl up this skill to make it more useful and less pricey. He downed a Blueboar can and a small bottle of one of the elixirs he made through alchemy.

Tying the bodyguard was tricky, he didn't know how long she would stay **** and there was a possibility that she could remove her fake arm to free herself if he tied her hands together. He managed to tie her to a pillar, in the living room.

He ignored the mother for now, he needed to get to Vanessa quickly, the rest was secondary. He pushed the door closed and turned the lock remotely, this security lock would require a special physical key in addition to the key card, John hoped it would delay whoever came to see what was happening.

The girl he found in the small spa was far from the one he hated but fantasized on.

Vanessa did not have any make-up on and she had dark rings under her red eyes, like only someone who spent the last nights crying without sleeping could get. Her face was covered in pimples and marks. Her hair had spent too much time in a steam bath without being brushed or combed and looked terrible. All she had on was one of the hotel bathrobes.

"Please, my parents are really rich! Don't **** me!" she begged.

"Like anyone would want to touch you, cunt!" replied John, in the deepest voice he could manage. He slapped her with a stunning Charged Strike and while she was dazed he stripped her of the bathrobe, equipped the **** hood on her head and tied her hands behind her back.

He realized that he didn't have enough mana to undo everything he did to her yet, he rectified what he did to her ass and decided to go deal with her mom.

The room wasn't hard to find, he put himself on the side of the wall and used Unlock on the cheap lock of the door. Five loud shots banged and he threw two sleep bombs in the room.

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Her mother was a more mature, almost venerable version of Vanessa. She must have had a perfect body in her youth, but where the traits of her face clearly reminded John of his nemesis, she had clearly profited of the good live her position offered. She was rounder, while keeping a lot of appeal, her skin tanned and her hair perfectly blonde and glistening. She had obviously enjoyed the good eating, year round pools, high end hairdressers and maybe even cosmetic surgeons. Her heavier frame had lost little if any of her youthful charm and he could easily guess how she had taken control of her husband, even asleep she was exuding an aura of authority and a high charisma. He had found her sleeping soundly when he entered.

He picked up a small revolver from the ground, but didn't see any extra bullets around. He searched the room and found 5 in her purse. He emptied the purse on the ground and picked her wallet and checkbook. He also found a small jewel box on the dresser, full of expensive jewelry that he pocketed. This would make it look more like simple burglary that turned bad.

He opened one of her closed eyes and used the device Moira had loaned to him. On his way back he did the same on the bodyguard, cracking another bomb on her just to be sure, she was too dangerous not to.

The sight of a blind, deaf, speechless, naked Vanessa, with her hands tied, wriggling on the tiled floor was something that John had never expected to see, but he wouldn't have liked to miss.

Thankfully his belt made the changes to her tits and ass cheaper, saving him some time in regen to handle the rest.

"What are you doing? Just fix her, you have no time to waste! They will arrive soon!" asked the black cat following him around. He was beginning to believe in the reputation these animals had.

"Wait who will arrive? Security?" he asked interrupting his care to the panicked Vanessa.

"Ohh fuck, too late. They just arrived. I hope you have a plan to get out," she replied.

"Who is here? And can't you just send me back? It is part of your job!" he asked again, really pissed now.

"Black velvet! And I can't send you back, they have an earthing rod with them. Can't teleport or open barriers around it. You will have to get far away from them for me to send you home," she explained.

"Why would an Abyssal mob organization be here?"

"Because they own Chicago! The Mistress can't even set foot here without starting a war. They must have sensed your magic or got the alert for the gun shots. They are five, two women and 3 men, black suits, armed, low powers, mostly physical augmentation, one spell caster. All I know. Now finish this shit and get going."

John hated doing this in such a situation, but he had no other choice. He had no mana left and no time for regen, he used his bracelet's refill and cast the last few spells that would bring Vanessa to her normal state. He would have to use the only way he could think of to make her swallow the pill. He had crushed it into a fine powder and mixed with a bit of water. He made her deep throat a spectral dick tentacle, making it go so far as to nearly reach her stomach, he then shot the liquid in her using the special inventory slot. She of course wouldn't remember anything, he cracked a last bomb in front of her after removing the hood and rope. One last use of his memory erasing charm and he darted outside of the penthouse, running down in the staircase.

"How far does this Earthing rod's effect extend?" he asked Katia, hoping that she would still help him now that he had accomplished his mission.

"Not really far, maybe one block or two..." she replied and John was pretty sure she was smiling while doing so.