My Trash Talent Is Actually OP!
Chapter 51 - 51: Meeting Cinder [2]

Cinder stared blankly for a while. She tried to hit Sinnett again, but he phased right before she touched him, which was annoying.

"You're annoying," she hissed, lunging again.

The few soldiers still running after Asher and Nova were met with their end.

Nova spun mid-run, fired two arrows at once, one to the knee, the other to the throat. She didn't even stop to see them fall.

Asher reached the tunnel entrance and knelt to lay Zero down for a moment. Her breathing was shallow, and he could feel the poison pulsing in her veins.

"We need to go, now!" Nova shouted as she reached him.

"Just one more second," Asher said. He removed a syringe from his pocket that he had taken from the desk across the room and injected it into Zero's neck, a temporary stabilizer. Her body twitched, then relaxed, though she remained unconscious.

They were ready to run, until the sound of metal shattering made them turn back.

Sinnett had Cinder against a pillar now, not too far from them.

She was panting, her coat torn, blood trickling down her lip. He had also taken hits, but he looked like he enjoyed it. The purple smoke steamed from his skin, mixing with the dust in the air.

"You really want to do this?" she said, still smiling through blood, secretly waiting for him to show his tongue.

Sinnett shrugged, then she adjusted her position. "I don't know who fed you lies that because you can't be affected by touch means you can actually defeat me."

"Since you know so much, you know what I am, right?"

Sinnett's locs curled up behind him. One held her hands over her head, and another around her waist, keeping her in place, while he twirled the syringe he had taken from her between his fingers. Then he shifted his gaze from the syringe to her.

"Why not try and see if it will actually affect me," he said, tossing the syringe to the side. Her smile widened.

She saw that he was actually serious, so, she forced her hands out of his locs and gripped the collar of his shirt, which made Asher and Nova's jaws drop from how normal Sinnett and Cinder both interacted casually, like they weren't even enemies.

"I am doing it."

He shrugged and she smiled. Leaned in and kissed him.

It wasn't gentle. It was assumably hunger, but fierce too, meant to hurt Sinnett, because the effects were supposed to start with his lips burning.

Her poison flooded into his mouth, into his blood at an incredibly fast rate. But instead of falling, Sinnett groaned and kissed her back, slowly circling his arms around her waist, which took her by surprise.

After a few seconds, with Asher and Nova frozen in their spots watching them, Sinnett pulled back, leaving a silvery trace of saliva.

"It actually tastes good. I wonder what else tastes good... Not bad, Cinder."

She blinked in surprise. Then she laughed to hide the faint pink hue that formed on her cheeks, even as her legs trembled.

Nova grabbed Asher's arm. "We go now. He's got this."

Asher didn't argue. With Zero in his arms, he and Nova jumped back into the tunnel, sealing the lid behind them.

Cinder gasped when Sinnett continued kissing her, mixing poisons. Yes… he also had poison in his blood, which was strange even to him.

But as a Varrow, anything was possible and not a surprise to them anymore, except to those who didn't belong in the family.

Her body trembled, not from pain, but from the horrifying realization that her venom, engineered to paralyze and kill in seconds, was doing nothing, and she was actually enjoying it.

It felt awfully nice that she could make contact with someone and not kill them, something she would have loved before turning into what she was. But then she was surprised why she did.

Sinnett, on the other hand, was already thinking of ways to get answers from her about the death of his family. He wasn't sure she was responsible or part of it, but he knew she knew something.

And he was going to get answers no matter what—even if it meant being friends with her.

Behind them, the last remaining soldiers raised their weapons, aiming with trembling hands, since Asher's soldiers had completely been wiped out, except Orin who was called back.

But they never got the chance to actually attack.

From Sinnett's scalp, his long locs slithered, coiling and lashing out behind him, then they shot across the hall.

One soldier's throat was crushed mid-scream. Another's head jerked violently as two locs twisted around it and pulled.

Bones snapped like dry twigs. The rest barely had time to react before the serpentine strands wrapped around their limbs, and their weapons clattered to the floor.

Sinnett didn't even look at them. He stayed locked in Cinder's kiss, his hands tight around her. The only thing moving were his locs, that danced around.

One by one, the soldiers fell, bodies limp, eyes wide in terror.

Cinder gasped and broke the kiss. She held her hands over her mouth, panting slowly, then she placed her free hand on his chest to stop him from coming closer.

Her face was visibly flushed, her pupils dilated. "What... are you?" she breathed, her voice ragged.

Females, he thought, shaking his head slowly.

Sinnett smiled. His silver eyes glowed like stars behind black clouds. "You thought your poison could kill me, right?" he whispered. "But your poison made me want more, honestly, it tastes a lot like honey."

She tried again, this time thrusting a dagger of concentrated neurotoxin into his ribs. The blade went in.

He didn't flinch.

Instead, he leaned closer and whispered, till she felt his hot breath on her skin. "I was surrounded by poison, Cinder. Believe me when I say, this is nothing compared to what I've been hit with."

His poison wasn't exactly stronger, but it was doing more damage than hers, which was very, very strange.

Cinder's body began to seize, her knees became weak. She raised her hands to steady herself against the wall, but he held it and pulled her close.

"I won't kill you, but I'm going to do things that would force answers out of you."

She scoffed, clenched her jaw, and glared at him. "If you think you can stop me from doing what I love, then you must be mistaken."

"Me?" he asked, laughing loudly. "Oh please, I don't care about what you're doing. I just want answers, and to make sure you stay away from Morgan and anyone around him."

"That Necromancer?" She scoffed again. "Unless he's a dragon, if not, I have no business with him…" she trailed off. "He looks familiar though. Is he a dragon?"

Sinnett shrugged with a grin. "Forget about him. If I can get a good spot, I'm going to need you to spread your legs as wide as you can...don't stress me and try to resist."

Her eyes slowly widened in horror.

"We're going to see how much damage serpents can do... to a dragon hybrid."