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Story Codes: Female/Teen female, Oral Sex, Fantasy, Gamelit, Magic, Violence, Domination/submission, Spanking

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Power swept over me as I locked eyes with the gorgon. A hardness wanted to sweep over me, but my innate magic pushed back. I resisted the effects of her petrification gaze. A gorgon. That was what Medusa was in Greek legends.

This creature worked just the same way.

I wrenched my gaze away from hers, panting. It hurt to look at her, but she couldn’t petrify me. Halia was another matter. She held her shield up and looked at me, her face pale. I swallowed. Was this a marauding band of monsters or had a dungeon builder attacked my domain?

“The others are basilisks,” whispered Halia. “Their breath—”

“I saw,” I growled. “Lightning crackle and hiss, gird me in the love of Lady Uttu!”

The lightning crackled around me, forming an aura of defense around me. My other women spread out, electricity crackling through Lana’s hair. Maya stepped up, her body rippling. She had a look of fury on her face.

Mom shook her head, her bountiful breasts jiggling. Her toes began to grow into vines. We would have to take care of these monster girls and protect the people of this village. Astovin didn’t deserve to have this tragedy befall it.

“So, her gaze petrifies?” I growled as the gorgon hissed at me. She charged me, the basilisks rushing at her flanks.

“Yes,” Halia answered. “Her eyes can entomb all but the most powerful adventurers.”

“Let’s nip that in the bud.” I concentrated, the words rising out of my soul. “Darkness hides and shadows conceal, let the curse of Lord Zuen fall!”

Darkness appeared over the gorgon’s eyes. She stumbled, her snakes hissing and snapping. Her hands shot up, rubbing at the magic obscuring her gaze. The Blind spell was a useful one. That was a threat removed.

“I took care of her eyes, Halia!” I growled, gripping my spear. “For Astovin!”

I charged forward.

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Mrs. Zoe Baldwin rushed at the nearest basilisk. The one who had petrified the mother. That offended the dryad. To turn children and their mothers into statues was a crime that had to be dealt with. Never in her life had she felt so furious.

She had righteous anger screaming through her as she rushed at the basilisk.

The blue-scaled monster girl slowed her charge and drew in a breath. A gout of noxious fumes burst from the basilisk’s mouth and rolled over the dryad. Mrs. Baldwin gasped as the vapor rippled over her body.

It caressed her, but it didn’t affect her. She didn’t have to breathe it in. It left her feeling dirty, like a layer of grime coated her woody body, but she wasn’t human any longer. She was a magical being. A monster girl serving her hunky son.

“Bitch!” growled Mrs. Baldwin when the breath attack faded.

The basilisk hissed in frustration. “I don’t need my breath to rip you apart, twig!”

“Twig?” Mrs. Baldwin’s toes grew into the ground, roots that dug through the soil. “I’m bustier than you are!”

“But you’ll snap like one!” the basilisk growled and rushed forward.

The dryad’s roots burst out of the ground and seized the basilisk by the feet. The scaly monster girl snarled as they yanked her up short. She fell on her face before Mrs. Baldwin, the enemy bracing her fall with her hands. The dryad shook my head at the basilisk and bound her feet more securely.

“Mmm, you have been a bad girl,” Mrs. Baldwin said, her toe-roots wrapped tightly about the basilisk’s ankles. “You need to be disciplined and—”

The basilisk lunged upward and slashed with her claws. They ripped into Mrs. Baldwin’s belly. She screamed as her woody flesh tore. Golden sap oozed out over her skin, the pain slamming through her body.

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Risking a glance over her shield, Halia saw Leo and the other monster girls charging out. The gorgon clawed at the darkness in her eyes. Halia smiled. Her lord was a powerful mage. He would defeat these monster girls and find a way to stop them.

Halia went to spring when she heard footsteps. She whirled to see a basilisk had come around the other side of the smithy and charged her. The monster girl drew in a deep breath. Halia gasped and threw up her shield.

The monster’s poisonous breath spilled over her shield. The paladin held her breath and closed her eyes as the black gas billowed around her. The heat swept over her legs, but her upper body was warded by her shield. Still, she felt the gas attacking her lower extremities.

“Lady of Light, give me the strength to endure the foul breath of this creature!” she prayed, her entire body shuddering.

Light girded her body, a minor protection. It wouldn’t save her from taking a full blast, but it was enough. Her heart pounded in her chest. Basilisks and gorgons were some of the most dangerous monsters out there. They were Earth monsters.

Her heart pounded. Lessons from her father echoed in her head. “Your shield is your life. While your sword will slay your enemies, your shield will protect you against the dangers. Embrace it. Cherish it. If you do, it shall not fail you.”

The breath stopped. With a cry, she darted forward, her father’s blessed sword buzzing in her hand. She rushed at the garishly colored basilisk. The monster girl gasped, her pink-scaled breasts heaving. Halia swung her weapon in a hard swing as she closed the distance.

The basilisk flowed to the side and dodged Halia’s sword stroke. The monster girl’s claws slashed in. Halia pivoted to bring her shield around, but the basilisk sliced at her right side. Her shield was out of position.

The claws ripped into her side. Pain exploded. Blood spurted from the wounds. Abdominal muscles tore. Halia gasped and staggered. The shock slammed into her as her life spilled down her flesh. A wave of cold washed over her.

She gritted her teeth and screamed through them as she staggered to face the basilisk.

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Garnet flapped her red, devilish wings. The succubus launched into the sky, her spaded tail swishing behind her. The basilisk charging at her slashed at the empty air where she had just stood. Laughing, Garnet landed on the roof of a house.

“Missed me!” taunted the succubus. She thrust her rump over the edge of the roof, legs bent. Then she shook her ass down at the basilisk. “Kweh, heh, heh, I’m right up here.”

SMACK!

A handprint burned across her right butt-cheek from where she spanked herself. “You can’t get this succulent ass. You’re down there and I’m up here!”

“Bitch!” the basilisk snarled, Garnet’s lust magic spilling around her.

“Mmm, you’ll just have to stare in frustration at my gorgeous and perfect ass and my juicy cunt.” The succubus shuddered, her wings rustling. “Kweh, heh, heh, you want to eat that tight slit and you can’t. You’re down there and I’m here!”

The basilisk snarled and then threw herself against the wall. Her claws dug into the exterior of the house. Garnet whirled around and blinked as the basilisk’s claws tore into the adobe-like exterior of the medieval building.

“No fair climbing!” the succubus cried out in dismay.

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I blinded the gorgon. Black patches covered her eyes. I smiled.

She didn’t care. Her snakes hissing, she charged down the village road at me. I gripped my spear as she hurtled at me. Her body undulated with a sinuous grace, her round breasts bouncing before her. I gripped my spear and stabbed.

The weapon lanced out at her blind body. She couldn’t see with her petrifying gaze and she spun around my spear’s crackling tip. She closed in with me, her snakes on her head all coiling up as they prepared to strike.

She was on me.

Two dozen or more snakes hissed and lunged at me, their mouths open. Each one had slitted, reptilian eyes. I had blinded her, but not her snakes. They hurtled in at me, fangs flashing, and struck the static aura crackling protectively around my body.

Sparks burst from each of the triangular heads. The gorgon screamed in pain and staggered back. Her snake-hairs all hissed and recoiled back, scales scored in spots. Some fell limp while others staggered and twitched. The spell fizzled around me and died.

I drew back my spear and stabbed it at her as she recoiled in pain. The electrified tip hurtled at her stomach. Her hands seized the haft before it buried into her chest. The muscles in her arms bulged. She stopped my thrust.

Then she ripped it out of my hands. I gasped, thrown off-balance by the weapon being torn for my grip. She spun it around and stabbed it at me. I struggled to regain my center of gravity and dodged to the side.

The blade slammed into my guts.

I gasped at the cold shock that plunged into my abdomen followed by the pain and crackle of electricity imbued in the spear. My body convulsed. I threw back my head and screamed out my pain. The gorgon laughed.

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Lana Fulmine’s electric wings carried her over the foul breath of the basilisk.

The lightning sprite twisted in the air, her golden hair flowing behind her. Electricity arced between her strands. She landed behind the monster girl. Her wings spread wide. The air crackled with static energy.

A blast of lightning sizzled out at the basilisk.

Crying out in dismay, the scaly monster girl dove for the ground. She tumbled on the hard-pack dirt of the village road. She rolled and came up unscathed before Lana. The basilisk hissed and slashed her clawed fingers at Lana Fulmine.

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Maya certainly never thought in her life she would be fighting a monster girl.

A basilisk.

Maya also never thought she would be an undine, a being made entirely of water. Her liquid flesh rippled with her agitation. How could she defeat the basilisk before her? The monster girl slashed with claws that sought to rip through her flesh.

While she didn’t have organs or blood or bones, she still could die. Every blow would tear water from her body. Lose too much, and she would fall apart. She could feel that, knew that about her new existence as Leo’s newest companion and lover.

She couldn’t block the attacks. She didn’t have weapons. Only her body. She had to dodge and dance, trying desperately not to get torn by the basilisk’s claws. One caught her side, ripping away a handful of her water that splashed the ground. The thirsty soil drank it up, a bit of her life lost.

It didn’t hurt, though.

She had to do something. A plan. Think, Maya hissed at herself. Be smart about this. You can’t let her beat you.

She sensed something. A source of water deep in the ground. She turned her head and spotted a well. A stone wall in a circle with a frame built over it to support a rope and bucket attached to a hand crank.

She darted for it.

Claws slashed down her back, tearing away more of her life. She pounded for it, the basilisk hissing behind her. She reached it and whirled around to see the basilisk barreling for her, scaly breasts heaving.

This better work, thought Maya because it didn’t sound like it was going well for them.

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Pain rippled through Mrs. Zoe Baldwin. The dryad’s sap-like blood spilled down from her torn open belly. Her root-toes squeezed tighter about the basilisk at her feet. The monster girl hissed and lunged up to tear the MILF-dryad apart even worse.

Mrs. Baldwin hugged the basilisk to her, pulling the monster girl’s face between the dryad’s large and milk-heavy breasts. She held the scaly enemy to her and squeezed. She closed her eyes, hating doing this, but the pain pulsed through her.

“No!” the basilisk howled as the dryad squeezed about her with the strength of an oak tree.

“I’m sorry,” Mrs. Baldwin whispered.

Claws raked down the dryad’s back. She screamed through her clenched teeth as the struggling basilisk fought to save her life. Bones creaked as the dryad squeezed harder. Mrs. Baldwin clamped her eyes closed.

A loud pop cracked from the basilisk. Her body went limp, her spine broken. For a moment, the dryad held the monster girl’s limp body against hers. Then the basilisk’s melted away, her dead body vanishing, sent back to her dungeon builder’s Void Crystal.

Mrs. Baldwin cried out in pain. Her body staggered, her hands pressing her torn open guts. She collapsed.

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The spear buried into my guts twisted around before she ripped it out of me. Blood dripped from the end. Those of her snake-strands that hadn’t been stunned hissed in delight. A smile crossed the gorgon’s lips as she drew back for another attack.

Pain throbbed through my guts. My legs buckled.

“Blossom and regrow with life, let the vitality of Lord Dumazid heal!” I cried, the words rising out of my soul.

My wound mended, the Life magic repairing my torn flesh. As my guts knitted together, I dodged to the right. The spear flashed past me. My robes flared. The strength to my abdomen returned, the pain vanishing as my magic healed me.

“Spark of lightning, crackle of electricity, let the wrath of Lord Enlil explode!”

The spear of lightning fired from my hand. At only five feet, there was no time for the gorgon to do more than shift her weight before it struck her full in the chest. It hit with sizzling energy. Her entire body convulsed. She shuddered and then collapsed, a smoking scorch mark burned into her chest. Her snakes writhed and hissed.

My spear rolled from her hand.

I snagged it up and stabbed it down into her breastbone. Ribs cracked. Her entire body spasmed. Blood boiled around the tip of the spear buried into her chest. I ripped it free. Her scream tore at my soul, full of such pain. Her hand reached up, clawing at the air.

“Lord… Ziamili,” she croaked, and then she let out a bubbling breath, blood staining her lips. Her eyes stared at me.

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The basilisk scrambled up on the roof.

“Not fair!” Garnet said and stamped her foot, clad in a heeled boot. Petulance crossed her face. “That’s totally not fair. You know that?”

The basilisk shrugged. “Guess that ass isn’t out of reach.”

“I guess so,” Garnet said, backing up slowly. Then she grinned. “Kweh, heh, heh, you’ve fallen right into my trap.”

The basilisk’s brow knitted.

“Yep!” Garnet exclaimed like everything was going to her plan. She shoved her left hand between her thighs and rubbed at her juicy pussy (as a succubus, she always had a juicy pussy). Shadows gathered in her right hand, her whip forming. “You are at my mercy now.”

The basilisk looked right and then left. “How?”

Garnet wrenched her hand away from the hairless folds of her pussy. Cunt cream coated her palm and fingers, the spicy musk of her passion filling the air. Her magic threw her fragrance right at the enemy monster girl.

The basilisk’s nostrils twitched. Her tits rose as she drew in a deep breath. A sighing hiss escaped her lips. Her hands suddenly rubbed at her belly, her blue scales contrasting with the pink of her stomach and tits. The basilisk rubbed higher up to her breasts, her nipples hard.

“That’s right,” Garnet said. “You want my pussy. Mmm, you climbed all the way up here to enjoy it.” She flexed her fingers. “Just fall to your knees and lick my palm. Taste my juices.”

“No,” the basilisk hissed.

CRACK!

The monster girl flinched from the shadowy whip snapping over her head.

“On your knees right now!” Garnet shouted, her voice a sultry purr. Her wings spread wide as her shadowy, lust-filled magic flowed through the air.

The basilisk growled. Garnet couldn’t show fear. She had to overwhelm this basilisk with passion. Or she was dead.

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Bleeding, Halia wouldn’t give up the fight.

Her side burned as she swung her father’s blessed blade. The air buzzed with her swipes. The silvery blade left blurring sweeps through the air, deadly arcs that would cleave the basilisk in half if her blade landed.

The monster girl moved with reptilian grace. She dodged and undulated her body, tits heaving as she just kept out of reach of Halia’s sword. Her braid of black hair swung behind the paladin, almost a counterweight to the hard slashes of her sword.

The basilisk danced to the right and then slashed in with claws.

Halia caught the attack on her shield. The talons raked down the metal, the ear-splitting sound making Halia wince. Her cheeks tightened against the aural torture as she thrust her sword past her shield at the basilisk’s guts.

The monster girl spun to the side, the blade missing her body by inches. Her breasts heaved as she drew in a deep breath. Halia gasped and pivoted. Inky death exploded from the basilisk’s mouth and engulfed Halia.

“I have to bring my shield—”

Thoughts ceased.

A statue of a gorgeous paladin stood when the smoke cleared, her shield raised and her sword came up in an attack. Face captured in an expression of warrior determination. Beautiful and powerful all at the same time.

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The basilisk’s claws plunged into Maya’s watery stomach.

They would hurt, but her flesh was made of water. It did nothing to her. Nothing but splash water on the ground. It diminished her volume. That was a threat. She grabbed the basilisk’s scaly wrist with both her hands, holding on as tight as she could, keeping those talons buried in her liquid body.

The ground rumbled beneath as she lost more of her water. Just hold her for a few more seconds, Maya thought about herself. Don’t let go!

The basilisk hissed and tried to rip her hand free. Concern flashed across the monster girl’s blue-scaled face. Her feathery, pink hair fluttered around her shoulders as she struggled. She hissed with reptilian fury.

“What are you doing?” the monster girl demanded, the ground rumbling louder. She raised her talons to slash at Maya’s unprotected breasts.

“Hoping this works!” Maya shouted.

Water exploded out of the mouth of the well and swept over the undine and the basilisk. Like Leo’s Watery Grasp spell that had provided such a delightful fun when he was practicing his magic, Maya swept the pair of them up in a ball of liquid.

It flowed around her as she held onto the basilisk. The monster girl thrashed and screamed. Bubbles burst from her lips as she kicked and clawed with her one free hand to swim to the outside of the ball.

Maya held her tight. Her legs wrapped around the monster girl’s body. The basilisk thrashed, churning up the water and spinning them around. Maya floated in her element as she drowned the monster girl.

I’m so sorry, thought Maya. I’m so sorry, but you’re hurting innocent people. Including those I love!

Maya didn’t relent until the basilisk drowned and vanished back to her Void Crystal.

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“Lord Ziamili?” I growled. “Is he your dungeon builder?”

“The twins…” the gorgon spat. “Are coming for you!”

“The twins?” I demanded.

She grinned at me. “You’ll see… They’ll be… coming for you… You’re weak… They’re not… Today… was a test…”

She vanished, gone back to the Void Crystal. This Lord Ziamili would revive her and… Twins? Were two dungeon builders working together? “Fuck.”

I looked around the battlefield. A ball of water flowed near the well. Garnet was up on the roof, her wings spread wide. My mother sagged to her feet, clutching her wounded belly, and Halia was fighting a monster basilisk.

Smoke burst from her enemy and engulfed Halia’s body. My heart clenched in terror.

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Lana Fulmine flapped her wings to dodge the incoming attack.

She wasn’t on time.

The basilisk’s claws punched through her breasts and ribs, burying into her heart. She felt the pain of her organism being demolished by the talons. The basilisk clenched her hand and ripped out a bleeding mass of flesh.

Lana’s body spasmed. Immediately, her vision fuzzed and a cold exhaustion fell on her. She spread her wings wide to fire one last blast of lightning, but her wings drooped. The charge throughout her body sputtered and went out.

With a groan, she slumped into death and then into sleep. A comforting embrace swept around her. Souleen held the slumbering soul of Lana Fulmine. She couldn’t help her number one fan any longer in this battle.

She had failed to kill her enemy.

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The basilisk groaned.

CRACK!

“Fall to your knees and worship me!” the naughty succubus commanded, her adorable face bursting with domination. The whip slashed through the air above the basilisk. “Devour my pussy right now!”

CRACK!

The basilisk flinched from the whip. The scent of spicy pussy filled the air. Cream dripped down the succubus’s thighs to the tops of her boots. Her hips wiggled, her small boobs jiggling. Juices gleamed on the palm of her hand.

“Lick my hand clean, slut!”

CRACK!

The monster girl hissed and then fell to her knees. She crawled forward, her scaly ass wiggling back and forth. She reached the succubus and slid a thick, but forked, tongue across Garnet’s hand. The succubus’s wings fluttered. She shuddered in delight, her pussy clenching.

“Just like that, little pet,” she purred and pulled her hand away. “Ooh, and look, there’s more pussy cream right there between my thighs.”

The basilisk groaned. Her feathery hair flowed behind her head as she snapped forward. She buried her face between the succubus’s thighs. Pleasure rippled through Garnet. She arched her back and smiled in delight.

“Kweh, heh, heh, you fell right into my dastardly pussy trap!” she moaned, that forked tongue slithering into her cunt’s depths. “You’re mine!”

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“Noooooo!”

The statue of Halia looked so fierce and beautiful when the basilisk’s smoke spilled away. Fury brimmed in me. A moment later, I felt the power rushing back to my Void Crystal. Lana Fulmine had just died. One of my monster girls had to suffer again.

But Halia…

She was human. Frozen in stone. I couldn’t fix that. I couldn’t change her flesh. She didn’t get to sleep in the Void Crystal until I could re-summon her to this world. The basilisk had stolen away her beauty. He had petrified everything about her, fossilized her into a piece of art. No longer living. No longer breathing.

I had failed her.

I bellowed my furious rage. It roared out of my chest. Pain and anger swirled through me. This world kept throwing pain at me. These bastard dungeon builders, these despicable twins, wanted to destroy me. Wanted to hurt those I love.

Why? For power? Didn’t they have enough of it? No, no, they would never have enough. This world had twisted them. It was twisting me. My voice rasped by the force of my shout. I panted, my entire body shaking.

The basilisk who had petrified Halia turned and grinned at me. She charged at me, pink tits heaving before her. She wanted to tear me apart. To inflict pain on me for the pleasure of Lord Ziamili and his twin.

Fuck that.

“Water’s crushing weight surround, feel the grasp of Lord Enki squeeze!”

Watery Grasp seized the basilisk. The ball of water lifted her and trapped her in the middle. She gasped, squirming, clawing, kicking to get free. Panic crossed her face as she drowned. I marched up to it, looking at her.

“Tell these twins they made an enemy today!” I growled. “When they bring you back, you tell them that Leo Baldwin will destroy them!”

The basilisk thrashed as she drowned. I watched until her spasms slowed, her legs twitched, and then she went still. Her body faded away, sent back to the Void Crystal. She wouldn’t pay for what had been done to Halia.

Lord Ziamili and his twin would.

Another basilisk rushed at me, golden blood dripping from her hands. The one who had killed Lana Fulmine. I raised my hand and a spear of lightning fired from my grasp and stuck her sizzling in the chest.

They would all pay. These fucking twins would die. They wanted to be animals and attack an innocent village. They wanted to hurt those I loved and vowed to protect, then they didn’t deserve to live. They were the reason the world hated dungeon builders.

I gripped my spear in a throbbing hand and looked around for more of them.

I saw statues of the poor villagers I had failed to protect.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Garnet moaned as the basilisk licked and lapped at her pussy. “Oh, just like that. Get that tongue in me! Kweh, heh, heh, you’re going to make me cum! You naughty basilisk!”

The basilisk hissed with reptilian delight. Her forked tongue fluttered around in the succubus’s cunt, making Garnet feel so good. This was how a fight should go. Cracking a whip and then enjoying the monster girl’s hungry licking.

Crimson wings fluttered. Garnet moaned, her hips wiggling to grind her snatch on the monster girl’s mouth. Her head tossed from side to side, her black pigtails swaying about her face. She groaned, her orgasm hurtling closer and closer with every lick.

She grabbed the back of the basilisk’s head, feathery hairs tickling her palms. “Just like that, slutty basilisk. Ooh, my little lizard-whore, get that tongue as deep as possible and… and… You’re tickling my cervix!”

The fluttering touch of that long, forked tongue on her cervix had pleasure exploding in Garnet. The succubus’s tail slashed the air behind her. Wings fluttered. Her moans echoed over the village as her pussy cream gushed out of her.

The naughty succubus bucked through her orgasm. Waves of pleasure washed through her body. She trembled from the passion of this moment. She loved every second of it. She groaned as the basilisk drank all her yummy juices.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re such a good lizard-girl!” moaned the succubus. “Ooh, yes, yes, you made me cum so hard and—”

She saw her big brother marching up to her, his robes crimson with his blood around a hole punched through the fabric. She squeaked in shock as he drew back his spear and slammed it into the basilisk’s back. She had never seen him looking so furious in his life.

The basilisk screamed and then melted away.

“I was cumming, big bro!” she gasped. “Why did you do that? I could have had more fun with her. You could have, too! We could have fucked her together, big bro!”

“Halia’s petrified,” he growled.

Garnet’s red eyes widened. The black whip in her right hand fell from her grip and dissolved into shadows before it reached the ground. Her entire body quivered. Her red wings hugged about her torso as she rocked in place.

“No,” she groaned. “Not Halia. She… You can fix her?”

Her big brother sagged. “I don’t know.”

She threw herself at him. She hugged him tight, holding to her big brother. His arms slowly went around her. He rocked her as she felt his pain. Halia was so amazing. Garnet loved her.

Surely my big brother can save her!

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A dozen people had been petrified besides Halia.

The villagers were moving around, staring in shock. Some were hugging the statutes of their loved ones and crying. Others looked stunned. The husband to the woman and her child stared with broken horror at his petrified family.

“I’m going to restore them!” I shouted to the people, my surviving monster girls around me. I had healed my mother’s wounds. “People of Astovin, this shall be avenged. The dungeon builder who did this, Lord Ziamili and his twin, will face justice for their crimes. Your loved ones who were petrified will be restored to life!”

There had to be a way to save them. I glanced at Halia. There had to be a way.

“I will do whatever it takes!” I promised them. “I will see these lands protected from every dungeon builder. I will teach them not to come here. That Astovin and its people deserve to live in peace and prosperity.”

The villagers stared at me. Some had blank faces, unreadable, while others stewed with anger, resenting me like I had caused this. Others had hope, especially those girls I had rescued from Jindag’s foul clutches. The mayor stared at me with dead eyes.

I realized that they were used to atrocities befouling them. That the deprivations caused by dungeon builders were the reality that the simple people of this world labored under. It was terrible. My hands clenched in fury. My knuckles throbbed white.

“Let’s find a place where they can wait for their cure out of the weather,” I said. “They will be fixed. That is my promise to all of you.”

Mayor Bevlin started organizing the transportation of the poor people. I went to Halia’s statue. I would take her back to my dungeon and keep her safe until I knew how to fix her. Fury beat in my heart. This simmering rage at the twins.

I spotted Orvain, the Priest of Light who ministered to Astovin. He wore brown robes and I could see the golden chain of his amulet vanishing beneath his clothes. I marched over to him. He lifted his sad face.

“I can do nothing for them, Lord Leo,” he said, shaking his head. “It is not in the Lord or Lady of Light to restore their flesh.”

“But it is possible?” I asked, my heart clenching tight.

“You vowed to fix them without knowing how?” The priest arched an eyebrow.

“I will fix them. There’s always a way to undo petrification curses, right?”

“You need a Priest of the Lady of the Earth. Goddess Ki is the one who can restore the flesh.”

“And if I gain Earth magic?” I asked, feeling those glyphs burned into my skin.

“I suppose there would be a way,” the priest said slowly. He swallowed. “You are not the monster I expected you to be.”

“Because dungeon builders are just people,” I muttered.

The priest looked doubtful.

Earth magic… The gorgon and the basilisks were Earth monsters. That meant this Lord Ziamili had that element as his Glyph. The gorgon must be his companion. If I killed him, then I would gain access to the power to save Halia.

“How are these twins?” I asked. “Lord Ziamili and his brother.”

“Lord Ziamili and Lord Led are terrible dungeon builders,” said the priest. “I am shocked that they attacked out here. They must be spreading their influence. They have their domain east of Myrecilla.”

That was the capital of this human kingdom.

“They control the Vorianil Mountains and have enslaved the dwarves who dwell in those peaks.” The priest looked around the village. “They are not the… gentle master you are.”

“I am not your master. I’m your neighbor and ally, nothing more. I don’t want to rule.”

“By protecting us, you mark us as your territory,” the priest said. “Whether you know it or not, the world sees us as yours. Lord Shorvin is certainly not going to stand idle about it.”

“Yes, yes, he’s put out the call for the adventurers.” I waved a dismissive hand. “It’s these twins I have to care about.”

I wanted to be peaceful. I wanted things to be safe for my family. To have easy lives. But these twins had to be dealt with. What was that old Latin saying from the third John Wick movie? It was one of the last I’d seen before all of this.

“If you want peace,” I muttered, “prepare for war.”

The priest gave me a sharp look. “You are going to attack the twins?”

“They’ve already attacked me.” I shook my head. “I have to go.”

When I returned to my monster girls, they had Halia loaded up on the cart along with the supplies we had come here to buy. I marched forward, our donkey pulling the wagon. My mind pondered this. Anger brimmed in me.

What did the twins want with me? If they were east of Myrecilla, they were far from here. This attack must have taken days to travel here. Days that the twins had left their defenses lowered. But, of course, if there were two of them working together, then they must have combined their resources.

Ziamili and Led…

The names pounded through my head with every beat of my heart.

Ziamili and Led…

They echoed through my mind. Even when Jindag had attacked Astovin to steal their women it hadn’t infuriated me. I had gone not to kill Jindag, but to rescue those girls. His death was just a consequence.

I wanted to murder Ziamili.

I never knew such anger could lurk in my heart. Such fury.

My hand gripped my spear as we left the farmland behind and entered the mountains. The trail grew steeper. My thoughts roiled with fury. I couldn’t think of anything else but plunging my spear into Ziamili’s heart and stealing the power to save Halia.

Every time I glanced at her petrified form, the need to track down Ziamili swelled in me. A reckless urge to charge after him. It shook my body. I trembled with it. I could see no other path before me but one that led to his death.

I wanted to see the fear in his eyes. To hear—

“We’re under attack, Lord Leo!” Souleen screamed in my mind.

My head snapped up to stare at the trail. We weren’t at my dungeon yet. I could see the peak it was built under looming before us. My heart burst into a wild beat as cold fear shot through me. I could feel the first of my monster girls dying.

“We’re being attacked by yuki-onna, orcs, and unicorns!” Souleen continued. “They’re Level 2 monster girls from Ice, Metal, and Light.”

An satyr died. Then a wildhound. A will o’ wisp.

“They are slaughtering your defenders, Lord Leo!” Souleen cried, panic in her tone.

“All monster girls fall back to the guard room!” I cried. “Mermaids, do what you can. We’re on our way. Hold out!”

“Yes, Lord Leo!” sang in my mind even as another satyr died.

I burst into a run, abandoning the donkey cart. I pounded down the trail, my mother and Maya running behind me. Garnet soared in the air above me. I gripped my spear, terror slamming through my chest.

Level 2 monster girls? And three different glyphs? This had to be the twins. One force to attack Astovin and draw me out to protect the village, another to attack my dungeon when I wasn’t there. My stomach roiled.

A wildhound died. Would I be on time? If they got past the guard room…

I had never run so fast in my life.

The taste of blood filled my mouth. My side ached from the run. Even with my body pushed to my peak physical condition, I panted. Ten minutes later, I reached the entrance to my dungeon. The fighting was fierce. They had reached the guard room. My monster girls were dwindling.

I charged through the cave and to the doors. They were thrown open. Just torn off their hinges. Inside, traps were tripped. Evidence of the enemy monster girls tearing through my dungeon was everywhere.

My women followed me as I ran through the maze. I knew it by heart. The pressure filling my chest swelled and swelled. A satyr died. The fighting raged in the guard room. I had to get there right now, but I had so much territory to cross.

The mermaids were dead, the bridge raised and turned to the secret door. Maya had to dive into the water to turn it. I chaffed. Every moment I stood here brought defeat closer and closer. I stared at her swimming in the water.

She turned the bridge.

We darted out to it and then fought for balance as it rotated to go through the secret door. They had blasted through it, finding the way with ease. Maya climbed up the central column as I raced down to the end.

The moment I could, I darted through the door and moved deeper into my dungeon. The lightning columns were all destroyed. The enemy monster girls had blazed through my defenses with ease. Level 2 monster girls.

I only had Level 1 and the companions. Would Usiku, Paanee, and Baaghi be enough?

I hurtled down the hallway to the throne room, Garnet whimpering in fear as another wildhound went down. I could feel my resources dwindling. I swallowed my fear, leaping over a triggered pit trap. I hoped it got one of the bastards.

The growls and shouts of monster girls echoed down the hallway. Through the blown-up doors ahead, I could see the fray. The battle had commenced. Lightning strobed and flashed. Metal clanged against horn. A satyr baaed in pain and then I felt her soul released and returning to the Void Crystal. My stomach twisted.

I burst into the room to find chaos.

But my arrival had evened the odds.

I had two wildhounds, a will o’ wisp, two satyrs, and three oozes still in the fight besides Usiku, Baaghi, and Paanee. They fought the yuki-onna, unicorns, and orcs, everyone paired off. Usiku and her shadowy blade met the steel sword of what must be an orc. Baaghi danced around a white-skinned woman with frosty-blue hair. Mist spilled off her body. That must be the yuki-onna. I didn’t know what that was, but I knew what orcs and unicorns were, and that wasn’t her. Paanee battled a unicorn. The naga’s serpentine body wove and twisted, dodging the unicorn’s lancing horn attacks. Silky, white hair danced behind the unicorn as her golden horn thrust from her forehead. A horse’s tail swept behind her above her curving rump. My oozes fought unicorns and yuki-onnas. Sviesos fired lighting at an orc who blocked with her sword. My Satyrs danced around flashing blades, the orcs trying to hack them down.

It was chaos.

Nos, one of my wildhounds, dodged the sword slash from an orc, a tall and swarthy woman with thick strands of black hair. Nos’s petite body twisted around a sword stroke. She darted in to bite into the orc’s flank and tear out flesh.

The orc was faster.

Her sword plunged through Nos’s body. My wildhound yipped in pain. Her tail straightened and her head snapped back. Then her slender form slid off the sword and vanished before she even hit the ground.

“No!” I roared, fury brimming in my voice. “Spark of lightning, crackle of electricity, let the wrath of Lord Enlil explode!”

The sizzling bolt of lightning hurtled from my hand and struck the orc as she turned to face us. She ducked the bolt. It crashed into the wall behind the orc. She grunted and charged at me, her big tits swaying. The amazonian monster girl fixed death on me.

Behind her, Philtara screamed. The ooze’s body crystallizing. One of the yuki-onna’s had her hand planted on Philtara’s body. An arm snapped off. A hair tentacle broke. Then my ooze shattered into a thousand pieces and vanished.

I closed my eyes, almost forgetting the threat that barreled down at me.

“Fuck!” I snarled and raised my spear before me, clutching it with both hands spread wide apart on the shaft. I caught the powerful sword stroke with the haft. Metal clanged.

Fury swept through me. Nos suffered on the end of her blade. My hand shot out as the orc drew back for her stroke. If this failed, she would cut me down. I planted my hand on her chest as her sword slashed down at me.

“Sizzling touch, the spark of pain, let the prowess of Lord Enlil stun!”

Sparks erupted from my hand. The orc staggered back, her sword falling from her spasming hand. She hit the ground and convulsed. I ran her through with my spear as she lay stunned. She vanished. I gritted my teeth, glad that I had killed that bitch. Even if it was just for a moment.

But while I killed her, the other wildhound still in the fight, Hela, was grabbed by the throat by the yuki-onna she fought. Hela twisted her head and bit the hand, but that didn’t stop the ice from spreading over her body. The wildhound howled in pain as the frost spread over her skin. Her body spasmed.

Then she vanished.

At the same time, Havas the satyr screamed in pain. A unicorn’s golden horn burst out of her back in a spray of blood. The unicorn wrenched her horn free, crimson staining her once pristine horn. Havas staggered back on her hooves, her life spilling down her breasts.

She vanished before she hit the ground.

Rage blazed in me. My monster girls were just not strong enough to fight Level 2 enemies.

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Mrs. Zoe Baldwin shuddered at the horror of seeing poor Havas gored by a unicorn.

She loved Havas. They were both Life monsters. She was a surrogate mother to the satyrs and the other monster girls. She loved them as much as she loved her own children. With fear beating in the dryad’s heart, she rushed forward.

“Hey!” she shouted at the unicorn who had gored Havas. “Come fight me, you bitch!”
The unicorn turned to face the dryad. A smile spread on her innocent face. Blood ran over her features, dripping from her horn, making a mockery of that purity. The unicorn stamped her hoof and then lowered her horn.

She charged at Mrs. Baldwin. The dryad flexed her toes and then they shot out. Vines to wrap up the unicorn. But the monster girl charged faster than the dryad had expected. Her tendrils seized the unicorn’s legs, but she was running too fast.

The golden horn slammed into Mrs. Baldwin’s guts. Pain exploded through her while her vines tightened around the unicorn. Mrs. Baldwin would rather take this pain than another. She threw back her head and screamed.

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Maya rushes at the yuki-onna that killed Hela. The watery undine felt the harem’s desperation. This was worse than the village. If they failed here, there was no coming back for any of them. They would all die. She would have failed Leo.

She wouldn’t let her best friend down.

“Hey!” she shouted, darting past Usiku.

As she did, she smacked the orc the fomorian fought in the ass. The watery slap brought a snarling growl from the orc. Maya heard more than saw Usiku’s sword cutting into the orc’s flesh. A bellow of pain that cut off.

“Thanks!” Usiku shouted.

Maya nodded and formed her hand into a watery battering ram. She slammed it into the face of the yuki-onna. The blue-haired and frosty woman gasped as it struck her hard in the head. The yuki-onna flung to the ground, sluggish blood oozing out of her broken nose.

Maya grinned, liking her watery body. It was just the thing she needed to embrace to fight at her full efficiency. She turned her battering ram into a sword but she couldn’t get it to have a sharp edge. Water didn’t want to do that. A blunt object, though…

She formed a hammer and raised her arm.

The yuki-onna thrust a hand against her leg. Cold shot into Maya. She gasped, pain tearing through her form as her water froze. Crystals of ice built inside of her, growing on each other, reaching up through her body.

“Noooo!” she screamed in agony.

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Pain flowed through Mrs. Zoe Baldwin.

Her golden sap bled out of her. She gripped the unicorn. “Why?” The pain spread through her. Around them, the fighting raged. The dryad screamed in pain. “Why do we have to fight each other?”

She would rather love and nurture all the monster girls. Orcs, unicorns, yuki-onna, and basilisks included. They didn’t have to be enemies. Why did these twins have to send this pain and suffering to her family?

The memory of crushing that poor basilisk screamed in her mind. She had to do the same to the unicorn. She just had to crush the life out of her, but Mrs. Baldwin had felt the life leaving the basilisk’s body.

She was life. A Life monster born in service to that soothing and healing power. She wasn’t meant to cause pain but to strengthen with her love and nourish with her breast milk. Her grip faltered on the unicorn.

She surrendered to the pain. Regret filled her as she died and fell into a sleep, held by the loving arms of Souleen.

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“Mom!” I screamed as she vanished.

The unicorn who had killed her turned her attention to me. Blood and golden sap smeared on her horn, the colors mixing. Her innocent face still held this purity to it that was soiled by the pain she had caused.

The unicorn smiled at me.

“Shadows flow and darkness sharpens, let the cunning of Lord Zuen stab!”

I cast Dark Dagger and threw the blade of night at the unicorn. She laughed as she darted to her right, the dagger flowing past her. She leveled her horn and charged at me, the point poised to rip out my heart and kill me.

“Waters gush and flow, let the force of Lord Enki sweep!”

I breathed water. A torrent of it gushed out and struck the unicorn before she could hit me. It threw her to the ground. She tumbled and neighed in shock. I clutched my spear and charged after her, the anger building and building in me.

This pressure throbbed in my heart. I wanted to explode.

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“Mother!” Garnet whispered.

The unicorn who gored her mother lay on the ground, drenched in water. Leo charged her but Garnet flapped her wings. She soared through the air and landed over the unicorn, this maddening fury consuming the succubus.

She had never been so angry in her life.

“You killed my mother!” she screeched.

Her hands clamped about the throat of the unicorn. Her thumbs dug into the monster girl’s windpipe. She dug in tight, her wings fluttering. She had never once wanted to kill an enemy monster girl. Play with them, yes. Fuck them, definitely.

She wanted to share pleasure with them, but not this monster girl.

Screeching in wordless fury, Garnet’s fingers choked the unicorn. She thrashed, her horn flashing before Garnet’s face. Hooves smacked on the stones. The battle raged around them, but all that mattered to Garnet was avenging her mother.

“She was the best mother ever!”

The unicorn’s face turned red. Her eyes bulged. Garnet didn’t care. She had never been so angry in her life. These terrible monster girls came in and attacked them. They turned Halia into a statue and all those villagers. They hurt people Garnet loved, and they were trying to kill her big brother! She screeched and kept choking.

The unicorn’s hooves drummed on the flagstones. The strikes slowed and then went still. The Unicorn’s eyes rolled back in her head. She went still. Garnet kept clenching. Her hands squeezed and squeezed, choking the life from—

The unicorn melted away, returned to the Void Crystal.

Garnet threw back her head and burst into a trembling sob at the first monster girl she’d killed. Her hands shook about nothing. Her small breasts rose and fell as she struggled to regain her composure. Why couldn’t the unicorn have been nice? Want to have sex with them?

“W-we could’ve h-have had f-fun,” she sobbed.

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The pain of the ice crystals swelled through Maya’s watery form.

The undine sobbed as the yuki-onna killed her. She could do nothing as more and more of her liquid form solidified. Her vision blurred. She was dying. She didn’t want to die. She wanted to fight to protect Leo.

She loved him. Had loved him since they were kids. She had him here in this fantasy world. Maybe in the real world, they would have stepped over the line, or maybe Leo would never have seen her as more than his best friend.

But here—here!—they had each other and so much more.

Shadows flashed. A sword of darkness cleaved through the yuki-onna’s neck. Her beautiful face parted from her body and tumbled across the ground moments before her body vanished. Maya gasped. The ice stopped spreading, but her body still was half-frozen. She whimpered as she stared up at Usiku.

The fomorian stared down at Maya, Usiku’s brow twisted in horror. Then the welsh girl looked up. Her face narrowed at the carnage raging around them. She rolled her neck and then charged off to plunge into the fray.

Maya whimpered as she slowly thawed.

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I had watched Garnet strangling the unicorn that I had knocked down. My little sister had squeezed and squeezed while sobbing her rage. It was painful to watch. I ripped my gaze from her. I had to get back into the fight.

Usiku cut the head off a yuki-onna hurting Maya. Another one was gathering her power. She threw ice at Paanee. My naga screamed in pain, frost coating her blue scales. Her head tossed, sapphire hair flying. The unicorn she fought gored her horn at Paanee.

My naga twisted out of the way, barely, her movement slower. The frost gleamed on her scales, the cold affecting her energy. I growled and charged at the yuki-onna, my spear clutched in my hand. I leveled it at her back as she drew in another breath to coat Paanee in more ice.

The naga’s tail lashed out in a sweeping arc that swept the yuki-onna’s feet out from beneath her. The icy maiden gasped as she became airborne for a heartbeat. Then she slammed down hard on her back, a burst of frosty air exploding from her lips.

The unicorn’s horn speared in at Paanee. The naga hissed and twisted her body to dodge, but she moved too slow. Her sluggish movement left her open this time. The glittering horn slammed into her chest between her breasts. Paanee’s back arched. She hissed in pain.

And then she vanished in motes of light, disappearing. I roared my fury, closing in on the yuki-onna. She kicked up like a ninja, landing with grace, her frosty-blue hair fluttering around her. She turned to face me and drew in her breath, her eyes focused right at me.

I ran faster.

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The ice melted from Maya’s body. She groaned, forcing herself to stand.

She whimpered at the pain. The crystals were still in her body, stiff points almost like bones that ripped at her liquid form. She shuddered as she rose. She couldn’t just lie there. Her family was fighting for their lives.

Doodh the satyr danced and dodged on her cloven hooves. The busty monster girl’s silky, gray hair flowed behind her elegant body as she dodged the orc’s sword strokes. The swarthy monster girl roared her frustration as she sought to cut down the satyr.

Usiku didn’t notice Doodh’s plight. The fomorian charged after Sviesos. The will o’ wisp had her own orc trying to kill her. She held off death with bursts of lightning that the orc dodged, but she was backing into the corner of the throne room.

As Maya staggered to help Doodh fight her orc, Sviesos gasped. She hit the wall. She had nowhere to go. The orc lunged her sword in, roaring her triumph. Sviesos threw up her hands. A blast of lightning burst from her and struck the orc in the chest. Sparks sizzled.

The orc’s sword buried through Sviesos’s chest and out into the wall behind her. Maya hissed her fury at the pointless pain. Sviesos twisted in agony for a moment and then she vanished, melting away to the Void Crystal.

Usiku reached the orc, slashing her shadowy blade down at the killer’s back. The monster girl whirled, her green tits heaving, and parried. Maya wrenched her gaze from the fight. She had to help Doodh. The orc snarled her fury as she swung at the dancing satyr.

Maya, closing the distance now to ten feet, thrust her arm forward. She didn’t have a well to fire a large blast of water. This would have to come from her reserves. She shuddered, ignoring the pain in her legs, and fired a focused spray of water with the force of a pressure washer.

It struck the orc in the face as she swung at Doodh. The orc’s head snapped to the side, her swing going off. She staggered, the skin on her cheekbone abraded away by the force of the attack. But it was a brief one.

Maya panted, her vision blackening as she used her own life for the attack.

The orc whirled around and took two steps in a blur of furious green. She swung her sword at Maya.

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“In darkness slumbers and shadows hide, let the grace of Lady Ninazu fall!”

A cloud of darkness sprang up around me, cloaking my body. The yuki-onna vanished. I took two steps to the right, concealed from her vision. Her icy breath rushed past me. I felt the edges of the arctic gale, the sting on my flesh. It would have been bad.

Hooves clomped. I paused, listening. The unicorn who’d killed Paanee charged through at the darkness. She ran blind. I thrust my spear out before me, aiming it in the direction of the clattering steps.

A body slammed into the end of the spear. It shook in my sweaty grip, almost slipping from my grasp. But I held first as the whinnying cry of the unicorn’s pain echoed through the darkness. Her body staggered, pulling at the spear and almost yanking it out of my hand. Then my weapon came free, her body vanishing.

I had her. I ran at the yuki-onna and burst out of the cloud of darkness into the light. The snowy maiden gasped. Her frost-white body dodged out of the way of my spear. I thrust past her. She rushed forward, her glacial blue hair flowing behind her. Fury crossed her face.

She screamed as she seized my arms. Cold flooded through the wool of my gray robes and flooded into my body with numbing pain. I gasped, the chill so frigid it burned where she touched me. Fury wreathed her eyes.

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