(1/2) The Raid 5

The members of Umbra were grateful for Draco's kindness and slumped over. Most didn't log out because they didn't need to, only requiring a moment or two to regain their bearings and let out some steam. 

The Avatar saw this and sighed at the stubbornness. He waved his hand, dragging all of them into a Mirage with ease. A whole field of top players stood there with blank eyes as he let them indulge in pleasures and fantasies that were hidden in their hearts. 

By the time the one-hour break came to an end, the various fighters were shocked to have been captured so easily by Draco, ashamed about their darkest fantasies but also significantly less stressed as a result of their experience. 

Their gazes towards the Avatar became complex. He was the source of their torment, and also the source of their bliss. He was like a Demon God toying with their mortal hearts and minds freely.