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Chapter Twenty-Five

Morana entered Leo’s soul and found him sitting on a rock, staring off at a dark void.

He pondered it.

Morana trembled at how terrible it was. This darkness occupied Leo. Her lover. She was his goth queen, and he was her Dark Lord. She was a banshee in another world, but in this one, she was a spirit that he had pulled out of the darkness.

She needed more, though.

She needed to live.

“Dark Lord Leo!” she cried out to him.

He turned away from the darkness and saw her. Everything suddenly brightened. Flowers sprouted around them as he hopped off the rock. She trembled as she landed before him naked and exposed. Her virginal soul was so happy to be recognized.

“Morana!” he gasped. “Is this a dream?”

“Yes, Dark Lord,” she said, even though it was so bright here. Cheerful and beautiful. “I am here. My soul is here!”

She threw herself at him. Her arms went around his shoulders. She felt safe in his embrace. He held her, his hands stroking down her body. She quivered, so thrilled to be in his embrace. She felt so safe with him.

He kissed her.

She trembled as her lips melted to his. She had dim memories from the other world of kissing him like this. She knew what to do even though she lacked such experiences in this world. She whimpered into his arms as his tongue danced with hers.

He pressed her down to the soft grass. Birds sang. Their chirps filled the world as his weight was on top of her. That felt so wonderful. She felt safe with him on her. He kissed her with all the passion that she craved.

He broke the kiss and stroked her cheek. “Morana.”

“Dark Lord,” she breathed.

“That’s so fucking weird,” he said, grinning at her.

“You have to—” she started to say, but his lips cut her off.

She melted into his kiss again. What she had to say could wait. Her Dark Lord wanted her. She could feel that desire bleeding from him. He craved her, and she wanted him just as much. She kissed him with such passion.

Then he broke the kiss and kissed at her neck. She mewled in delight, squirming on her back. Her eyes stared up at the blue sky. Clouds drifted by as he smooched over her collarbone. His hands slid up her sides and small breasts.

“Dark Lord!” she whimpered as he massaged her breasts.

She trembled as he did that. He played with them as he smooched down her chest to her breasts. He climbed the right one to her pink nipple. She trembled as his lips engulfed her nub and suckled. She gasped at the surge of pleasure down to her pussy.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “Yes, yes, I’m your goth queen, Dark Lord!”

He groaned around her nipple. His lips nibbled on it. Delight tingled through her. She never realized how sensitive her nub was. It was a dream, but it all felt so real to her disembodied soul. She squirmed here, her pussy getting so wet.

Am I a virgin here?

She trembled at that thought as her Dark Lord nibbled on her nipple.

He popped his mouth off that nub and engulfed the other. She squealed out in delight as he suckled again. Her pussy felt so juicy. She squirmed on her back as he made love to her nipple. She was here to tell him something, but…

She felt too good.

“Dark Lord Leo!” she whimpered.

He licked her nipple and asked, “Is your pussy getting wet and juicy, Morana?”

“Yes!” she moaned.

He grinned at her. “Does my goth queen need her cunt licked?”

“Please, please, please,” she whimpered, not caring that she was in the most prep location in the world. It was all so bright and wholesome and beautiful here. The flowers swayed in a slight breeze around her, filling the air with their perfume. “I need it, Dark Lord Leo!”

He pushed down her body, kissing at her belly. She gasped as his tongue slipped into her bellybutton. He swirled it around in her navel. She gasped and realized she didn’t have her tongue stud. It normally would be knocking against the back of her teeth right now.

I don’t have clothes, either, so that makes sense, she realized as he kissed down her body.

He smooched down her shaved pubic mound, coming closer and closer to the lips of her pussy. She was so ready for that. So eager to have him licking at her cunt. She trembled in delight as he stroked his tongue through her slit.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, her back arching.

She squeezed her thighs around his head and gasped. He stroked up and down her slit, brushing her hymen. His tongue brushed her clit. Sparks sizzled. She whimpered, so shocked by how good this was. It was so much better than masturbating.

“I love this!” she moaned.

“Good,” he growled.

“I love this so much!” she whimpered. “Please, please, don’t stop. I want to just cum so hard. I want to explode!”

“You’ll detonate hard!” he promised her.

Morana grinned. “Dark Lord, I trust you! Sweep me into the heights of Gothic ecstasy.”

He licked at her pussy folds, his tongue making her shiver. She knew he would. She trembled there, breathing in the scent of the flowers. The warm breeze caressed her wet nipples. They ached as Leo devoured her cunt.

He stroked up and down her slit. He lapped at her with all that he had. It was a beautiful thing for her. She wanted to cum and drown him. She humped against him as he suckled on her clit. He licked at her with such passion.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she gasped. “Please, please, that’s so good!”

He attacked her bud.

“Dark Lord Leo!” she moaned.

Morana trembled as he swept her toward that Gothic rapture. His tongue stroked over her bud. She felt so alive. Her pussy clenched as her back arched. She was so thankful to be free of that awful prison. She was with her Dark Lord.

Even as a spirit—a beautiful ghost—I will always be his, she thought.

His lips sealed around her clit. He suckled on her. She whimpered as he loved her. The pressure built and built in her cunt. She would have a huge climax. She wanted to have that pleasure rushing through her body.

She trembled as he nibbled on her bud with all that he had. She gasped out in delight as he stroked over her clit. He fluttered his tongue around her bud. She savored those delicious strokes. Her entire body quivered.

Her head tossed back and forth. She gasped out as he drove her to such decadent pleasure. Her thighs squeezed around his head. She held him to her virgin pussy. His tongue fluttered against her clit She rose toward her climax.

“Please, please, please!” She squealed. “Dark Lord Leo!”

She climaxed.

Her pussy spasmed. She humped against her Dark Lord. He licked through her folds as she cried out to the beautiful scenery. He growled, lapping up her cream. She gripped her small nipples, twisting them as she quivered through the ecstasy.

“Oh, wow!” she moaned. It was so much pleasure.

The most she had ever experienced.

Waves of ecstasy surged through her body. Her mind drowned with the rapture. She smiled from ear to ear as he licked at her folds, sending more bliss through her. She squeezed her thighs around his head, holding him in place.

“Dark Lord!” she moaned, her orgasm cresting in her. This wonderful ache built in her pussy. This need to be filled. “I… I…”

“I know,” he said as he rose from her pussy and moved over her body. “I know what you need, Morana.”

Morana quivered on the grass. This place was so cheery, but she didn’t care. She wanted Leo to make love to her. Her soul needed to have its cherry popped. He settled his weight on her. She stroked her hands over his back, his strong form on her.

“Leo,” she whispered. “Dark Lord.”

“Morana,” he answered and kissed her.

The spicy flavor of her pussy wreathed his lips. She trembled as his cock nuzzled into her pussy lips. She was so ready to lose her virginity to him in this world. She had vague memories of her time as a banshee, too.

Their tongues danced together as he pressed his cock into her pussy. Her hymen blocked him. She whimpered beneath him as he pushed and pushed on that barrier. She stroked her hands up and down his back.

She whimpered in delight as her maidenhead stretched and stretched before his dick.

He thrust.

She gasped.

Her cherry popped.

Morana squealed into his lips as his cock slid into her deflowered depths. Her juicy pussy welcomed him into her snatch. She trembled beneath him, loving every inch of his dick sliding into her twat. She stroked her hands up and down his back, shuddering here.

He sank into her cunt. He bottomed out in her. She trembled beneath him. She loved this moment. It felt so good to her. He made out with her. She kissed him with all that she had. It was so wonderful. She quivered in delight as she trembled beneath him.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she groaned.

He broke the kiss with her and grinned. His cock drew back. She gasped as he did that. Her pussy clamped down on him. She loved the feel of his thick shaft massaging her. The friction swept through her as he buried back into her twat.

He filled her up with his dick. He buried into her with all that he had. It was just a wonderful rush to slam into her twat. He fucked her with hard strokes, his nuts slapping into her taint. She squeezed down on him, trembling.

“Leo!” she moaned.

“Yes, yes,” he groaned.

“Oh, oh, Leo!” she gasped, her fingernails raking down his back.

She loved the weight of his body on her. He groaned, fucking deep and hard into her cunt. She clamped her twat down on his thick shaft. He buried into her with hard strokes. She gasped in delight, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Her orgasm built and built with his hard thrusts. He plowed into her cunt with passion. She enjoyed that thick shaft plowing into her snatch. She clamped her cunt down on his thick shaft. He pumped into her twat with so much passion.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “That’s so good. Just like that!”

He hammered her cunt with so much passion. She loved it. His big dick slammed into her cunt. He churned her up with all that he had. She squeezed her twat down on him. She loved his thick shaft burying into her depths.

“I’m going to cum, Dark Lord!” she whimpered.

He grinned down at her, his bush tickling her pussy lips and clit every time he buried into her. He pumped away at her. She trembled, rising toward that moment. She was so close to bursting. Her fingernails raked down his back.

He slammed into her twat.

“Lord Leo!” she squealed.

Her pussy spasmed around his dick.

Rapture flooded through Morana. She gasped out her passion. Her entire body trembled through the ecstasy. Her pussy suckled at his thrusting dick. She quivered beneath him, aching for him to erupt into her.

“Oh, oh, that’s it!” she gasped. “You’re such a stud! Dark Lord Leo! Cum in me!”

“Morana!” he growled and buried to the hilt in her writhing cunt.

Jizz flooded her pussy.

She gasped as that cum pumped into her over and over again. She quivered beneath him as the pleasure flooded through her body. His seed flooded her soul’s pussy. She hugged him tight, birds chirping around him.

“Morana!” he groaned.

She kissed him as her pussy milked his cock. Their tongues danced together as the rapture washed through her body. He pumped more and more of his seed into her. She trembled beneath him as he erupted a final time into her.

She broke the kiss and felt her soul slipping away. “Make love to me, Leo!”

“I just did,” he groaned.

“My unconscious body!” she gasped. “You have to make love to me! I’ll awaken! I know it!”

The dream faded. The blue skies darkened. The grass became ephemeral. Even Leo’s weight was like smoke. She tried to clutch to him, but she melted away into vapor and flowed out of his soul and hovered in the air again.

He gasped awake.

She trembled, hoping he understood.

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I panted there, awake. My heart pounded.

I looked up, feeling a presence in the room. Was that Morana’s soul?

“Tonight,” I said, falling back as I thought about it. The hospital would need to be nearly empty. I had to sneak in and make love to her unconscious body. “I’ll do it tonight.”

A peace fell over me. I knew how to save Morana. I closed my eyes and let sleep overtake me.

Chapter Twenty-Six

I laid Lady Ereshkigal in bed with the other goddesses.

I had all twelve slumbering in here now.

Nothing happened.

Confusion swept through me as I stared down at them. I thought this was what was needed. That I just had to find all the Blessed Blades and liberate the Twelve Goddesses, yet I had done that. What else could I do?

Now what?

I had no answers. Defeat pressed down on my shoulders.

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“They are asleep for a reason,” Fauraliiithiliana’s father said as they sat in her study. “As if they are waiting.”

Fauraliiithiliana frowned at her father as she stared at him across the table. Her ears twitched. “What reason?”

The older elf leaned back in his chair. “I am not sure.” He sighed. “We must keep studying.”

Fauraliiithiliana nodded. She had before them all the books and notes they had gathered on dungeon builders, the Blessed Blades, and the Goddesses. They had diagrams of the shapes that explored their theories on magic circles.

Something had gone wrong, and it was up to Fauraliiithiliana and her knowledgeable father to deduce it.

For two hours, they went through it all until her father frowned. He was tapping a diagram of the magic circle that seemed to wreathe the world. The one anchored by the twelve shrines. It was theoretical, but based on how magic circles worked.

“It is here,” he said. “The magic circle made up of the shrines. That is where we have missed something.”

“Which is?” asked Fara.

“A Magic circle that needs to be activated. There are words that must be inscribed in a circle or spoken aloud.”

“Who is supposed to speak them?” Fauraliiithiliana asked.

“The goddesses?” He frowned. “Maybe they sleep for a reason. They are waiting for the right moment.”

“Are you saying that we should not have removed them from the shrines?” Fauraliiithiliana’s ears twitched. “They would have the words written on their hearts and…” Her eyes widened. “Male and female together. The swords are still in the walls.”

Her father nodded.

Fauraliiithiliana’s heart leaped only for it to dwindle. “Why did nothing happen before we removed a goddess from a shrine? Why was there not some sign that indicated it was a mistake?”

“I do not know,” he said. “But I have no other theories to explore at this time.”

“Should we test it?” the elven scholar asked her father, excitement beating in her heart. It was her job to figure these things out for her lover.

“Yes, yes,” said her father. He rose and frowned. “It is late. It can wait for the morning. Let him sleep. Get some rest, too.”

“As you should,” she said and stretched. She was tired. Some sleep would be necessary. A clear mind would be needed in the coming days.

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The ritual was not complete.

Siwang could not get that thought out of his mind, so he could not sleep.

Instead, he found himself in his Vault before his Void Crystal. He gripped the black gemstone. Something itched at him. That dungeon that stretched from the vicinity of the Lightning Shrine all the way to Wai’s capital.

The dungeon builder who slew Wai the Builder, using the distraction of his assault on Siwang and Leo to slay him, yet who did not take his nation. Who had not acted at all. That worried Siwang as much as the ritual failing.

He had to explore the dungeon.

He took down his outposts and shifted his Level 1 monster girls manning them into his dungeon. He then started exploring, extending his dungeon and flowing around the enemy. Siwang mapped it. Slowly. He followed the tendrils that branched off for Mana Veins and the long sections that covered vast miles.

The dungeon was laid out much like Leo’s was in the beginning. Reaching across territory, and yet the builder did not claim any. There were no tunnels leading to the surface. No outposts. No way to manage the communities.

This was a different sort of builder.

Who are you? Siwang thought.

He traced the dungeon to near the Lightning Shrine. Here, it became like a normal dungeon. A labyrinth guarding the way into the depths. Siwang searched it, tracing the outside of trap rooms and branch tunnels. He found what was probably the throne room and the Vault. He finally traced it to the entrance.

The one thing all dungeons had to have.

A way into it from the surface.

Siwang left his own dungeon ending near the surface. He stripped away his dungeon from wrapping around the other one. He didn’t want this builder to extend his dungeon and bump into Siwang’s. He ran his deep beneath it, only coming near the surface there to have access to the entrance.

Just in case.

Siwang pulled back his dungeon. He restored his towers and replaced his guards. The sun would be rising soon. He didn’t want any of their enemies to think he had done something radical overnight. Without spreading his dungeon around the enemy’s, he could maintain this without fault.

Finally, Siwang sought his bed.

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I woke up in a dark mood.

I slipped out of bed. I had spent the night with Maya and Lana. They were both up and moving about, smiles on their lips. Mom came in with breakfast, insisting that I ate. I was in the middle of the porridge with blueberries when Fara strode in.

The elf was dressed. That meant she was meeting with her father, else she would go naked. Her thin, green robe draped over her slender body. She sat down across from me at the small breakfast table. My monster girls were lounging about, whispering in corners.

“My father and I have a theory,” Fara said with certainty. “We believe that it was a mistake removing the Goddesses from the shrines. We propose a test with the Lady of Thunder since that shrine lies beneath our feet and is the most secure.

I lowered my spoon. “They were supposed to sleep in the shrines? Really?”

“It is a theory,” she said. “One worth trying.”

A wave of excitement and hope shot through me. “You’re right.”

“Finish your breakfast,” Mom admonished when I rose to my feet.

I sighed and sat back down. I spooned up the porridge as fast as I could. It was warm and filling. I then rose and headed through the living quarters, trailed by Fara. Garnet also followed, looking mischievous. I reached the Vault.

I gripped the Void Crystal and sank into the interface. I shifted around one of the teleporters to be next to the Thunder Shrine. It did lay deep beneath my dungeon, along with the remains of the First Builder’s, Meskalamdug. The son of Puabi, the Incarnation.

He had sought to protect his mother and failed.

I shifted Kassie into the domain. She blinked and asked, “Where to?”

“Thunder shrine,” I said. “Be right back.”

She nodded.

I headed into the room with the twelve sleeping goddesses. I picked up Lady Kittu, her body made of copper, her hair gold and woven with bells that tinkled as I held her in my arms. I carried her in my arms, her large breasts jiggling.

Kassie, Fara, and Garnet were on the magic circle, ready to be teleported away. Souleen perched on my Void Crystal, a big smile on her lips. She was eager for me to save the Incarnation. What would happen to Souleen when I did that?

She was a fragment of the Incarnation given to me.

What would happen to the other dungeon builders, too?

Too late to worry about that now. I was committed to saving the Incarnation and freeing this world from the cycle of Dungeon Builders.

“Asud Gu,” Kassie said firmly the moment I joined them on the magic circle.

Light and wind whisked us to the lowest levels of my dungeon. Above us, were the subterranean farms and the homes of the villagers that maintained those fertile fields. If need be, I could shift the entire village of Astovin—at least the houses—down there.

It was the most secure part of my dungeon. As secure as my personal quarters and the Vault.

I stepped into the Thunder Shrine. The glyph—three horizontal arrows, the top and bottom pointing right, and the middle one pointing left—hovered in the air. On the far end, the hilt of the Blessed Blade of Thunder sat in the wall.

I settled Lady Kittu on the floor of the geode and…

“Nothing’s happening,” I said.

“Step out,” Fara said. She stood outside of it, her hand holding back Garnet. My little sister puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. “It might not work if there are any pollutants in here.”

“Pollutants!” gasped Garnet in indignation.

I chuckled. “I get you.”

I stepped out of the shrine. The moment I did, light flared behind me. Thunder crackled. I spun around to see the glyph glowing, the goddess, too. Even the hilt of the Blessed Blade shone with light. The brilliance reflected around the glittering surface of the geode, the intensity growing.

“Shit,” I groaned. “Shit, shit, shit, that was simple.”

It was so damned obvious. I stared at her glowing in there. We had to do this for the others, but… If there was an attack coming, it would happen when we were getting this ready. It hadn’t come yet because we had messed up.

“Get the squads together,” I growled. “We’re going to prepare for a fight.”

“Squad Dark Hotties!” squealed Garnet as she bounced beside me.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

“How should we deploy the squads?” I asked an hour later.

Everyone was gathered in the throne room instead of the meeting room. My monster girls, my allies, the adventurers, King Thanitis, my elven queen, and even the Mayor of Astovin. We all stood around the map of my dungeon.

A real-time display map that we could show different parts of the dungeon.

“How should we deploy?” I asked.

“Deploy the squads?” Smerta asked. “I already have that figured out.”

I had my monster girls divided into squads under the command of my companions.

“That’s great!” Alizee squealed. “But where do they go?”

Before Smerta could answer, Hagane said, “I propose we use the Illusion Room as the guard room for the dungeon for the time being.”

I blinked. I rotated what the entrance room was. I was supposed to do it daily, but I forgot half the time these days. I shifted it between the Lightning Pillar Room, the Overgrown Room, the Stalactite Room, the Life Sap Room, the Hellfire Room, the Frozen Room, the Illusion Room, the Stone Teeth Room, the Black Room, and the Echo Room. All were trap rooms with their own set of monster girls that would make use of the various properties of the trap rooms effectively.

It was back when adventurers challenged my dungeon. That hadn’t happened for months.

“Why the Illusion Room?” I asked.

“It can slow them down,” Hagane said. “I know Smerta has already thought of how to deploy the squads, but I think if we put Garnet’s squad—”

“Squad Dark Hotties!” cheered my little sister. She jumped up into the air, one arm thrust high.

Hagane grimaced, her metallic face marred by the ugly expression before it slipped back to her unemotional state. “Squad Dark Hotties would be perfect there. The leprechauns are in her squad normally, so they know how to use the room. The wildhounds have keen senses, while the arachnes can ambush. Garnet and Stute are both effective from shadows.”

Garnet grinned, clearly eager to be the first line of defense.

“You want to split up our forces?” I asked.

“That is the plan that Smerta came up with,” Hagane said.

“Yes,” Smerta said, giving Hagane an annoyed look. “I want to utilize the labyrinth the way it’s supposed to be used. It’s full of traps. We have rooms that our various monster girls can take advantage of. You built a dungeon, Leo, and we are going to use it.”

I thought for a moment before nodding. “Makes sense.”

“Then I’ll take the Overgrown Room,” Mom said without hesitation. It was a room full of plants, and she was my Life companion.

Smerta opened her mouth, probably with her own ideas, but Morana burst out, “Squad Unending Beauties will be in Life Sap Room. That’ll weaken them, and we’ll finish them.”

Smerta sighed and nodded. “Basically, where I would put them.”

I grinned at Morana. “Sounds good.”

“So Thunder Clap Room is for my squad,” said Ms. Trueno. “My sphinxes already defend it.”

“Hellfire Room, baby!” Nina Naughty purred, the devil’s wings unfurling. She wore a wicked grin. “Will roast them, Director.”

“Yes, you will,” I said.

“Mmm, so I’ll take the Frozen Room,” Crystal said. She grinned, her blue face framed by her ice-white hair. “Have some fun on the ice.”

Nina Naughty laughed and snuggled up to her. “Yes, you will.”

“Squad Flying Cuties will take the Aerie!” squealed Alizee.

Smerta nodded. So far, everyone guessed the right assignment placement.

“Then Squad Earthly Delights will be in the Stone Fang Room,” Terra said, her arms folded beneath her large, gray breasts.

Hagane tapped her chin before saying, “I shall take the Stalactite Room.”

I frowned. “There are no monster girls stationed in the Stalactite Room. Besides, it’s an Earth-based trap room.”

“True,” Smerta said, obviously in complete agreement, “but it is a choke point for penetrating the dungeon. Nor are there any metallic-based rooms, Leo. You never built any. The giants cannot transform anywhere in the dungeon, but they can still be of use in here.”

“And the way the room is laid out, it limits visibility,” said Hagane. “My forces are good at close quarters. They will prove effective.”

“I shall take the Lightning Pillar Room,” Lana Fulmine said. That was the last room for the initial dungeon. She would be the second line of defense.

“You have never really made a good room for light,” Mrs. Lucina said, a slight scolding tone to her voice. “My aos sithe already guard the Black Room, so I shall take that one. We can see in it, but the enemy will be blind.”

“That leaves the Flooded Bridge Room for me,” Maya said. It was the last room before the throne room, also the best room for Water monster girls. It was where I kept the mermaids and hippocampi, anyway.

I nodded. “Sounds good.”

“And us?” Vern asked, representing the adventurers.

“The throne room,” I said. “You shall make the last line of defense.”

Vern squirmed and looked sheepish. “We’ll be a meager one.”

“Any enemy that reaches the throne room will be weak by the time they reach us,” Bellia said. My paladin smiled at me. “Though I can’t imagine what could reach that far. The Saints are dead.”

“That’s what bothers me,” I said. Those two dragons that vanished in the last few days worried me. “Smerta, you shall be stationed here with them. I want you commanding from the throne room. Your post in the Initial Labyrinth may be overrun. In fact, I’ll remove it for now since it has a map that they could use to find their way through our dungeon. Any enemy that’s strong enough to be a threat will penetrate deep into the dungeon.”

“Of course,” Smerta said, nodding. The valkyrie wore her icy armor and looked fierce, ready for a battle. “What about the Outposts?”

I hesitated. “I’ll lock them down.”

She nodded.

“And us?” Siwang asked. He rubbed his hands together.

“Guard your dungeons,” I said. “Make your own plans. Be ready to support each other. I’ll have the teleport circles moved about. The hub is off this room, so Hagza, Kassie, and Melin can move us around.”

“This is so much,” Lucas muttered. He was at the far end of the throne room, his Mrs. Lucina beside him.

The lich put her arm around him.

“Then let’s get into position,” I said. “Once we are ready, I’ll start moving the other Goddesses into their shrines.

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Therodin fought against the impatience.

It had been days since the three dragons had arrived.

Days of waiting for the news to move.

That the attack was imminent.

He did his best to keep the stress at bay. He wasn’t obsessed with the monster girls like the others. He was sharp and ready to fight. He spent his time in prayer to Lord Abzu, the God of Earth. He asked for the strength to carry this weight and see Leo the False destroyed.

The dragons just lounged around. They lay on blankets, hardly caring about anything when they weren’t being used by the other members of the Company. Therodin ignored them as he kept his prayers.

Then the Fire dragon rose to her feet.

The Life and Light dragons followed.

“It’s nearing the time,” purred the Fire dragon. “Move your forces into position.”

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Halia yawned. She had maintained her vigil for another night.

Evil prowled the world. Todlicht.

His tendrils moved through the night, but now Lady Sherida’s light shone on the world. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of it on her face. She ached to bare her breasts, but she was on the front porch. Not that people seemed to still be on this street.

People were… fleeing.

They felt it, too.

This was not a safe city to live in. Todlicht gathered his forces. He used Death. She feared for the people who were no longer bustling on the street. Had they escaped, or had they run afoul of Todlicht? Once he had enough, he would come for them.

The door opened, and Nina Naughty stepped out. The porn star was naked like she would be in the other world, but she had pale skin instead of red. The tattoos of flames on her thigh felt so appropriate. She glanced at Halia and smiled.

“Mmm, I feel the urge to spank you.” She licked her lips. “Mind obliging me?”

“Of course,” Halia said, understanding. “You need your powers awakened and… You want to spank me?”

“Oh, yeah,” she cooed, her eyes sparkling with joy. “I really, really, really want to spank you!”

The paladin shuddered at those words and looked around. The street was dead. She could go to the backyard, but why not here? She unsnapped her jeans. She shoved down the pants as she bent over the railing. The sun warmed her face. She closed her eyes.

“Mmm, that’s a nice ass,” Nina Naughty purred. She still spoke the same. That sultry way that made Halia shiver. “Mmm, look at that.”

SMACK!

Halia gasped.

The spank was hard. The stinging heat blazed across Halia’s rump. It soaked into her cunt. Nina Naughty cooed behind her. She enjoyed the sight. Halia savored the pain, too. She was strong. A hero. A paladin of Lady Sherida.
Leo’s champion.

CRACK!
“Yes,” groaned Nina Naughty, her voice a throaty purr. “Oh, look at that red ass glow. Mmm, that’s a sight to see.”
CRACK!
“Yes, yes, that ass is shining!”
CRACK!

Halia groaned, the heat melting to her cunt. She shuddered, her eyes rolling back in her head. The pain flashed down to her pussy. Her butt-cheeks clenched, and her boobs jiggled in her top. She licked her lips, wanting to cry out.
CRACK!

Another whimper escaped Halia’s lips.

“Does it make you wet?” cooed Nina Naughty.

CRACK!

Halia gasped, her head thrown back. Her black braid swayed down her back. Her reddened asscheeks jiggled. Pussy cream dripped down her thighs. She sucked in a breath, tears stinging her eyes, but she was tough. She could take the spankings.

And she…

Enjoyed the spanks.

The pain.

The stinging heat.

CRACK!

“Yes!” Halia groaned.

“Yeah, you are dripping wet, Halia,” purred Nina Naughty. “Oh, yes, you’re fucking wet. I love it!”

CRACK!

“I am!” Halia gasped.

CRACK!

“I’m so wet!”

CRACK!

Halia shuddered as the heat soaked her ass, the sun kissing her face. She trembled from the pain. She hardly felt the hands on her butt-cheeks. Before Halia knew it, Nina Naughty had her face buried into the paladin’s crack and licked at her anal ring.

She licked her asshole. She rimmed Halia’s backdoor, stroking over that puckered hole. Pleasure melted down to Halia’s dripping pussy. Her toes curled as Nina’s fingers stroked up her inner thighs and found her thick bush.

“Mmm,” purred Nina Naughty against Halia’s asshole. “You’re so fucking wet, slut.”

Two fingers jammed into her cunt. They were wonderful to feel. Her pussy clamped down on those digits that pumped in and out of her asshole. At the same time, that tongue wiggled past her asshole and into her backdoor.

Halia trembled, loving Nina Naughty, stroking her tongue around in her asshole. Her butt-cheeks clenched about the porn star’s face. Pleasure rippled through Halia. She enjoyed that tongue wiggling around in her backdoor and the fingers plundering her pussy.

“Oh, oh, oh,” whimpered Halia. The sun radiated such warmth on her. She swayed there, enjoying this immensely. “Oh, Nina! Oh, you’re so naughty.”

A third finger plunged into Halia’s pussy.

“Yes!” she squealed.

Her back arched as she enjoyed those fingers sliding into her pussy. They plunged in and out of her cunt while the tongue wiggled around in her asshole. It was just a wonderful experience. She reveled in that heat. It was so fantastic to enjoy every second of having her backdoor devoured and cunt fingered.

Her orgasm built and built, the pleasure swelling in her. Those fingers thrust away at her cunt. Three digits that stretched out Halia’s cunt. She gripped the railing, her moans echoing through the air. She tossed her head from side to side, so glad for this moment.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Halia moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. “Nina!”

The porn star fluttered her tongue around in Halia’s asshole while those fingers plunged so fast in and out of her cunt. Halia’s pussy melted around those digits. She trembled, rising toward the climax. She could not wait to burst.

The sun felt so beautiful on her face as she trembled, her orgasm building so fast. Her butt-cheeks still burned so wonderfully, reminding her of the spanks. She clenched her asscheeks around Nina Naughty’s face, holding her in place.

“I’m going to cum,” Halia moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so wonderful. Please, please, keep fingering my cunt. Your tongue in my asshole… Oh, that’s perfect.”

Nina’s thumb found Halia’s clit.

“Lady Sherida’s Radiance!” gasped Halia, her clit pulsing with delight beneath the massaging thumb. “Oh, wow, that’s great. Keep massaging my bud!”

Sparks sizzled from her clit.

“Oh, Nina…” Halia tossed her head, her braid swaying down her back. Her clit felt amazing. Her asshole melted about that naughty tongue while her cunt quivered about those three fingers. So much was happening to her. “Yes!”

Halia shone brightly.

Her pussy spasmed around Nina Naughty’s digits. Juices gushed out, bathing the porn star’s wrist in passion. Her body trembled as the rapture ran through her. More than ecstasy swept through her body. Power flowed through her and into Nina Naughty.

“Fuck!” Nina gasped, ripping her face away from the paladin’s asshole. “Oh, wow, that’s amazing!”

Halia’s pussy writhed around Nina Naughty’s digits, feeding her the power that awakened her. Halia gripped the railing. She swayed there, feeling so amazing. A big smile spread on her lips as Nina Naughty buried her face back into Halia’s butt-crack.

Nina lapped at Halia’s asshole. That wet tongue stroked over her butthole as she trembled through her rapture. Her orgasm hit that wonderful peak. She threw her arms wide and smiled up at the sun, so happy to have another that could help fight against Todlicht.

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I decided to go clockwise.

One by one, I took the goddesses from the resting place.

I placed Lady Sherida in the Light shrine.

With Siwang’s help, Lady Ki glowed inside the Earth Shrine.

And Lady Nisaba shone in the Metal Shrine.

Lastly, moving through Siwang’s dungeon, I placed Lady Ereshkigal in the Death Shrine.

Then it was back to my own dungeon.

I placed Lady Lamashtu in the Fire Shrine.

Lady Uttu glowed in the Lightning Shrine.

That was over half of them placed. It was taking time. It was tedious having to go back and forth, using Kassie to teleport me back and forth from the shrine to the Vault. Then I had to move the teleport circle to the next, pick up the goddess, and teleport.

It worked, though.

Each time, I felt eager, though. They were shining. The magic circle was being powered. Each goddess brought me closer and closer to freeing the Incarnation. I was giddy with it as I returned for the next goddess, Lady Ninazu.

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Halia woke from her nap.

She slept the day away, and everyone was so considerate about her. She stretched and felt something stirring in the air. The need to be outside. To pray to the sunset. It felt like the last chance she had to pray to Lady Sherida before it happened.

Before Todlicht attacked.

Halia opened the sliding glass door and stepped into the backyard. A wooden fence surrounded it. The sun was setting behind the roof of the neighbor’s house. Halia stretched her arms out and closed her eyes, wanting to savor this moment.

Someone followed her out.

Halia smiled. She knew who it was. The last woman in the house to awaken. Lana Fulmine. Halia opened her eyes to see Lana sauntering before her. The woman with her olivine skin was such a delight to see. Especially that ass.

Yes, Leo is right, she does have an amazing ass, thought Halia.

Lana’s butt-cheeks had such a nice jiggle to them. Halia licked her lips and stepped off the porch onto the grass. She enjoyed the feel on her feet as she approached the movie starlet. Lana Fulmine eclipsed the sun. It shone around her, a halo.

Halia dropped to her knees, her boobs jiggling, and parted those lush butt-cheeks. A hunger swept over Halia. She buried her face between Lana Fulmine’s asscheeks and planted her mouth on that sour hole. She licked it.

“Oh, that’s nice,” groaned Lana Fulmine. “Oh, oh, that’s wonderful.”

“Mmm,” Halia purred.

Her tongue stroked around that puckered asshole, savoring the sour flavor. She loved it. Her hand slid up Lana Fulmine’s thighs to find her shaved snatch. The paladin stroked up and down her slit, juices spilling down her fingers.

She thrust a pair of digits into Lana Fulmine’s cunt.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good,” whimpered Lana Fulmine. “Halia!”

Halia stroked her tongue around the puckered asshole, licking at the wrinkled surface. Her fingers thrust away at that hot cunt. She plunged over and over into her silky snatch. The movie starlet moaned out in delight.

Her tongue wiggled into that hot asshole. She swirled around in that velvety backdoor, savoring the earthy flavor. Her lips sealed around that puckered hole. She tongue-fucked Lana while fingering her silky snatch.

“You are so delicious, Halia,” whimpered Lana Fulmine. “Oh, oh, that’s so good. Please, please, don’t you ever stop!”

I won’t, thought the paladin.

Halia plunged those fingers in and out of the movie starlet’s cunt. At the same time, the paladin wiggled her tongue around in that velvety asshole. Lana Fulmine’s butt-cheeks gripped Halia’s face, holding her to that delicious backdoor.

Lana Fulmine’s moans echoed through the backyard. Halia worshiped that gorgeous asshole. She fluttered her tongue around in that tight anal sheath, savoring the velvety texture and the earthy flavor. Halia loved it, her pussy dripping with delight.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” whimpered Lana Fulmine. “Yes, yes, that’s amazing. Keep fingering me. Keep rimming my asshole! Oh, that’s it! Shit, shit, that’s so good!”

Halia plunged her digits over and over into that silky snatch. Her thumb found Lana Fulmine’s clit. The paladin massaged the move starlet’s love button. She rubbed it fast while fingering the juicy cunt. Her tongue fluttered around in that asshole.

Lana Fulmine’s black hair swayed around her shoulders as she trembled. Her moans grew louder. Her pussy hotter. Halia rubbed harder at that clit, knowing she was driving the move starlet wild. She had to make her cum.

The sun was about to set.

The shadows grew longer and longer.

Halia fucked her tongue in and out of that sour asshole. She wiggled about in her, driving her fingers deep into that cunt. Juices spilled down the back of her hand as she pleasured the movie starlet. Halia’s thumb rubbed hard at Lana Fulmine’s clit.

“Oh, fuck!” Lana Fulmine squealed in delight.

Her pussy spasmed around Halia’s fingers.

The paladin ripped her digits out of the move starlet’s cunt and slid her lips down her taint to that tart twat. She licked at the movie starlet’s cunt. Energy radiated through Halia and into the movie starlet, awakening her.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” gasped Lana Fulmine. “That’s amazing. Shit, shit, that’s wonderful. I feel it crackling through me!”

Halia moaned into the movie starlet’s pussy, licking through her folds. She gathered up the tart cream while flooding the movie starlet with power. Lana Fulmine shuddered through her orgasm. Her head tossed.

Sunlight died.

Night fell.

“Oh, wow,” panted Lana Fulmine. “Oh, wow, I have all that power.”

“Yeah,” Halia whimpered. She licked her lips. The sun had set. Lady Sherida’s power dwindled in the world. Her arms prickled with goosebumps.

“It’s time,” Leo called from the house. “We’re going to save Morana.”

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