As the trio of instructors rushed at Zephyr, he dodged their synchronised blow by taking a simple step away from them. Keeping his left hand still on his back, he used the moment in which they realized that their strike had missed to move to their left and kicked the girl into the other two men. Stumbling sideways, the last man in the row fell to the ground while the rest managed to keep themselves afloat.
"YOU!" Turning her head towards Zephyr, the redhead woman swung her fencer blade in an upwards arc–hoping to hit him. But as her eyes focused on the empty spot, she felt a sudden weight being lifted off her hips. "What?"
Looking down, she found the buckle to her chainmail skirt was undone, and her skirt had fallen to her knees and revealing her pinkish undergarment. Burning red in the cheek, she bent forward to get it up, and as she did, she felt a hard spank on her ass.
"AH-FUCK!" Falling forward with her hips raised in the air and her panties visible to everyone, she went face-first into the mud.
"Wh-what happened?" Confused about what was going on, the flimsy-looking man, the last of the instructors, was staring at both of his companions when a kick to his groin came and crushed his penis guard around his testes. "ACKKK!"
Holding onto his crotch, the man fell to his side, feeling a world of hurt. His balls were squished by the metal, but thankfully, the pain had knocked him out and saved him from the worst of its effects.
"Is that it?" Standing by them unscathed, Zephyr let out a yawn. "Come on, get up."
Looking over at the rookies staring at him with shock, he waved at them with a smirk on his face. In the meantime, both the brunette man and the woman picked themselves up. While saddling her skirt with a deep red flush, the girl urged the man to strike first. After being humiliated so easily, the last thing he wanted was to look like a coward, and so he lunged forward yet again.
While charging forward, however, he was struck at the ankles and his body flipped in the air before hitting the floor headfirst. Knocked out in an instant, just like the other instructor, he lay there unconscious and barely breathing as his entire body had been sent into shock.
"Useless…" Complained the only standing instructor, trying to hide her fear behind apparent rage. "I'll show you, you bastard!"
Reaching on the right side of her waist, she pulled out a wooden magic wand with a deep blue crystal set on its tip. Directing it at Zephyr, she whispered an incantation, and a barrage of sharp crystal began flying his way. Watching them about to graze her opponent's face, a smile came up on the redhead's face. But to her surprise, holding his hand forward, the man brought forth a magic shield without the use of incantations or a wand.
"Haaa…" Smacking his lips as if he'd just woken up, Zephyr looked at the instructor as her crystal shards shattered against the most basic of shielding spells. "A magic knight, I thought you guys were supposed to be stronger."
Feeling as if her years of training had been for nought, the instructor kept staring at Zephyr, not knowing what to do next. The staff in her hand eventually slipped out of her fingers, and the next thing she knew, her body was lifted off the ground. As she came to her senses, she realized that she'd been laid down on Zephyr's thigh with her lower body on its knees.
"Wh-what are you–" Feeling her skirt falling once again, a bright blush took over her face. Her rear was facing the rookies, and those pink-laced panties were the last thing she wanted to show to her juniors. "St-stop it!"
Trying to struggle out of his grip, she thrashed around a little, but the moment Zephyr's hand came down on her ass, her body flinched and froze up entirely.
"OUCH!" She groaned, feeling a mix of intense burning on her asscheeks as well as sadistic pleasure.
"You've all been in need of a punishment," spanking her yet again with a smirk on his face, Zephyr turned his head to the rookies. "Why don't you apologize to them for wasting their time?"
"Wh-what?! C-can we just stop! You won! Okay! You won–AHHH~! Yet again interrupted by a spank to her now reddened asscheeks, the redhead was made to swallow her word. Groaning behind sealed lips, she began panting with her heart pounding faster and a streak of clear liquid straining against her panties. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for wasting your time! Now please, before…"
Scared that they would realize that she was enjoying the public humiliation a little, she apologized immediately as soon as her lower lip started getting wetter. Let go by Zephyr, she quickly lifted her skirt and covered herself. Then, with a frown, her gaze locked with the new instructor, and although she was angry, she didn't dare say another word.
"Oh, and by the way," getting up as well, Zephyr placed a hand on her shoulder. "You remember your promise, right?"
"Promise?" Thinking back on what could be the promise, she was instantly reminded of what she'd said right before the start of the battle. Back then, she hadn't expected to lose, which made her protest. "But, come on…you can't be serious, right?"
Wearing an awkward smile, she tried to brush the matter off. Yet as the serious look in Zephyr's eyes refused to budge, she gulped heavily and leaned away from his touch.
"Also," pointing down at the unconscious duo on the ground, the fiend added. "Bring these two with you to the inn where I'm staying. I want to show them the kind of losers that they are."
"No way, you're kidding right–" Cutting her off this time, was Aura, snapping her fingers. Making the rookies forget what they'd seen with her magic, she looked right into the instructor's eyes.
"Master said come, so you'll come…"
"Master?" The whole situation had been bizarre, but more surprises were waiting for the instructor later that night. After all, she would be the first one in the town to taste the fiend, in his natural fiendish form.