After thinking for a long time, facing the expectant gazes of the group, Seraphine bit her lip and said firmly, "I... I'm ready!"
Seeing Seraphine's resolute heart, Janna nodded and began preparing Seraphine's ritual.
To the side, seeing Seraphine make up her mind, Faen and Zeri broke into a series of rhythmic, slapping sounds.
This made Seraphine a bit shy, but as soon as she turned her head, she realized the "clapping" sounds weren't made by hands hitting each other.
She blushed furiously and pulled her gaze away.
A moment later, Janna had prepared the new ritual.
Amidst Seraphine's slightly uneasy expression, Janna reached out and channeled the energy into her.
As the spiritual torrent flooded in, Seraphine's eyes widened instantly.
Her entire being felt as though it had entered a brand-new world.
The perception originating from Janna washed over Seraphine's spirit.
As a chain reaction, Seraphine felt her own physical body erupt in a wave of tingling, itching numbness.
Under the surge of intense craving, Seraphine felt as though time around her had frozen.
All noise in the environment was instantly cleared, leaving only a numb dial tone—except for the sounds coming from the side.
Following the direction of the noise, Seraphine looked over.
What entered her vision was none other than Faen, Zeri, and Janna—who, after finishing the ritual, was now slowly walking toward Faen.
In fact, after Seraphine officially began, Faen hadn't paid her too much extra attention.
The remaining hurdles were things Seraphine had to face herself.
Any interference from others might inadvertently cause more harm than good—for instance, if she suddenly thought, "I wouldn't have done this if he hadn't persuaded me."
Coincidentally, having been busy lately, Faen had accumulated quite a lot of stamina.
Previously, Zeri was the only one by his side, and every round took quite a while.
Afterward, he would spend another hour helping Zeri recover and digest the excess energy.
Now in the Spirit Realm, he could adjust the flow of time relative to the outside world.
While staying too long would have negative effects, that "too long" was on a scale of days to a single day outside.
If they only extended one hour into several, it would take at most a minute in the real world for Faen and Zeri to recover.
With no more concerns, Faen dove in and began to enjoy himself with Zeri.
Zeri's reactions were far purer than Janna's.
Although she was initially a bit inhibited by the presence of Seraphine and Janna, as Faen drove deeper, Zeri soon became hopelessly immersed in her own ecstasy, displaying a myriad of sultry, lewd expressions.
Though it wasn't the first time Seraphine had seen Zeri like this, it was her first time witnessing the entire process from start to finish.
Watching the once-constrained Zeri succumb so quickly to pleasure, a spiritual curiosity caused Seraphine's own body to start reacting restlessly.
But having received a good education, and being naturally shy and introverted, Seraphine bit her lip and forced herself not to think about it.
Unfortunately, while Seraphine's reason was trying to resist, her physical instincts and emotions had already completely defected to the enemy under Janna's perception and her resonance with Zeri.
As Faen's ferocious, iron-hard meat rod ruthlessly impaled Zeri's flower house, Seraphine suddenly threw her head back and let out a shattered scream.
This sensory sharing made her feel as if her own never-before-cultivated, tight meat canal was also being brutally poked through by a scorching, massive object.
"Ah... hng! Ngh... so full... Mr. Faen..."
Seraphine's legs spasmed violently from the extreme pleasure.
She involuntarily reached out her hand, and through the soaked fabric, began to frantically dig and press against her own engorged, swollen pink clitoris.
Through the resonance, she could clearly feel Faen's scalding glans crushing over Zeri's G-spot, thrusting in and out of that muddy vaginal canal with wide, sweeping motions.
Every collision was accompanied by the "squelch, squelch" of lewd watery sounds.
The thick scent of male musk mixed with spiritual fluids rushed straight to the top of her skull through the link.
Seraphine watched helplessly as Faen's vein-bulging giant organ lunged in and out of Zeri, every full withdrawal dragging out a mass of stringy, crystal-clear white paste.
An agonizing ache of fullness and emptiness bloomed in her lower abdomen.
Because this "joy" acted directly on her source, Seraphine's petite body seemed to turn into a vernal pool.
Scalding slutty juices sprayed out like a fountain, drenching the root of her thighs and the sand beneath her feet into a muddy mess.
The moment Faen let out a low growl and sprayed a massive load of thick cum deep into Zeri, Seraphine also welcomed the first devastating peak of her life.
Her eyes rolled back, her body trembling violently under that cross-realm "irrigation," her throat overflowing with a sweet, depraved moan of sexual surrender.
To the side, with the arrival of the new peak, Zeri slumped down powerlessly.
Fortunately, Faen had been supporting her waist and hips, preventing her from falling.
Even so, the girl's body was hung over Faen like she had been stripped of her bones.
Moving Zeri to the bed nearby, Faen looked at the dazed girl who had been thoroughly satisfied, a smile rising on his lips.
He stepped forward and pulled her into his arms for a quiet moment of cuddling.
This leisurely intimacy was what Zeri loved most.
Men usually fall into silence and enter "sage time" after ejaculation.
Women, though exhausted after such a battle, find that post-coital cuddling brings a mental satisfaction far more intense and delicate than the physical act itself.
In the past, due to the gap in their physical strength and endurance, Zeri usually had to endure several rounds before Faen reached his limit.
By the time he was ready to cuddle, Zeri had usually fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion.
But now, it was different.
Lying on the beach, the sunlight was warm but not blinding.
A gentle sea breeze blew from afar, bringing a comfortable, non-chilling coolness.
On the soft, large bed, Zeri clung to Faen like a koala, her expression filled with thick happiness.
Faen leaned back, closing his eyes to feel this brief moment of warmth.
While it sounded like a pair of sweethearts cuddling after a vigorous fight, Janna—who was currently straddling Faen's waist with her back to him, her buttocks heaving violently up and down—easily shattered that rare peace.
In the Material Realm, Jinx and Caitlyn waited in silence.
Initially, neither acknowledged the other.
But after a while, leaning against the wall with no real intention of escaping—primarily because she had witnessed Faen's power and his ability to summon storms—Caitlyn did not believe she could escape Faen's clutches in just a few hours within the Zaun Middle Levels.
With that in mind, Caitlyn cast her gaze toward Jinx.
In the original timeline, Caitlyn and Jinx were undoubtedly mortal enemies.
Even by the end of season two, where they had to join forces against Ambessa's Noxian fleet, it was only for that specific purpose.
The biggest problem with the Arcane season two ending was that the issues between the two cities weren't actually resolved.
They simply used a deus ex machina to introduce an external enemy, forcing a temporary cooperation.
While this led to Sievika—who inherited Silco's political legacy—entering the Piltover Council, what did it really matter?
The actual conflicts and contradictions between the two cities remained unresolved.
The severe opposition was merely overlaid with a layer of mutual understanding—but actual conflicts of interest don't vanish just because you understand the other side.
Concentrated down to Caitlyn and Jinx, Jinx's obsession with Caitlyn was due to Vi leaving, while Caitlyn's hatred for Jinx was because Jinx's bombing of the Council killed her mother.
Now, while Vi had left Jinx, Caitlyn's mother, Mrs. Kiramman, was still alive and well.
This allowed Caitlyn to face Jinx with a relatively normal mindset.
At the very least, Caitlyn knew that Jinx's "smuggling" of Zaunite goods into Piltover actually involved internal cooperation from Piltovians themselves.
If they had truly locked things down, given Zaun's current attitude and capabilities, there was no way they could have truly defied Piltover.
Thinking this, Caitlyn let out a light cough.
Hearing the sound, Jinx cast a malicious look at Caitlyn and sneered, "What? Can't hold it in? Planning to run? Or are you planning to kill me before you bolt?"
"...You're overthinking it." Caitlyn shook her head, then glanced at the spot where Faen and the others had vanished.
"I admit my view on certain things was too simple... but believe me, I'm a smart person. I don't make meaningless struggles. Especially when the probability of failure is so high."
Caitlyn tilted her chin toward Jinx.
"Besides, aren't you curious how Vi described you? After all these years."
Hearing news related to Vi, Jinx's eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.
A moment later, she couldn't help but let out a light laugh, then said with an air of boredom:
"No wonder you're the head of the Kiramman family. You are indeed much sharper than the Piltie wardens I've met—always able to find the most fragile spot in someone's heart."
"Unfortunately, I know Vi's character." Jinx looked at Caitlyn with a numb expression.
"That's exactly why I don't expect her to change at all... No, wait. She can be changed."
As she spoke, Jinx suddenly remembered what Faen had told her about resurrecting Vander.
Vander wasn't dead yet.
In the explosion Powder caused, Claggor and Mylo had died completely.
In the League of Legends universe, by now, those two should have already entered a new cycle of reincarnation guided by Kindred.
But for Vi and Powder, Vander was special.
He was the one who protected them as they grew up, acting as a father figure to both sisters.
Thinking of this, a playful smirk appeared on Jinx's lips.
She looked at Caitlyn and raised an eyebrow, a strange smile on her face.
"Since you're so good at reading people, you should also know how soft Vi is beneath that tough exterior."
Caitlyn frowned and retorted, "Then you at least need to find a lever strong enough to pry open that seemingly hard shell."
"How do you know I don't have one?" Jinx sneered. "You can just wait and see. You won't have to wait long!"
Gazing at the unyielding Jinx, Caitlyn realized that Jinx's confidence wasn't mere bluster.
As a flexible person, Caitlyn immediately realized she couldn't keep being stubborn.
She feigned an indifferent look and said:
"So what? At least for now, Vi is still worried about my safety."