Building Harem And Dungeon With Monster Girls

The woman at the lead stopped. She had reached the map. Her brow furrowed. She was young and beautiful. Blue eyes that held an intensity. Red lips that pursed tight. She glanced back at the cleric. He clutched even tighter at his holy symbol.

"Dungeon builders never want to parley," he said. "It's a trap."

"Yep," the rogue said.

"It's not a trap," I said, stepping forward. I reached the other side of the map.

"I want to talk. I don't want to have to fight you. I am not a threat to anyone. I just want to build my dungeon and live in peace. No one has to die. You can help spread the word. Tell the others that I'm not a threat."

"I'm sure you would love that, monster!" the woman spat. She aimed her sword at me. The tip of the blade fuzzed to a blur as it was humming. When she moved it, the buzzing sound cleaved through the air.

"A chance to build up your monsters. To spread the reach of your foul labyrinth. You think we are stupid to give you the chance to swell your power? To siphon off more of the mana of this world and leave it drained."

"That's not what I'm doing," I said. "This is a big misunderstanding. I don't want to attack anyone. I'm not going to drain this world to a husk. I just want--"

"LIAR!" she screamed and charged forward.

I gaped as she rushed across the map, her boots thudding on the glass covering. Her sword hummed as it aimed right at my guts. My training paid off. I was stunned by the sudden rush, but my body reacted out of instinct. My lips moved, chanting the words to a spell.

"Lightning crackle and hiss, gird me in the love of Lady Uttu!" I cried out.

A web of crackling lightning burst around me. The sword struck the currents. They caught the weapon, folding the field of static electricity around me. The fighter's face twisted with fury as she pressed the sword in.

"DIE!" she screamed.

"You bitch!" gasped Garnet.

Lana Fulmine spread her wings wide and pointed her finger. She fired lightning at the other two. The rogue dove beneath the bolt, rolling across the ground. The priest clutched his holy symbol and began chanting a spell.

Usiku summoned her weapon and rushed toward me, a sword dripping of shadows held in her hand. Garnet's wings flapped. She hissed then darted from me, her tail swishing behind her. This wasn't what I wanted.

"Wait, please," I said, staring at the woman trying to press her sword through my static aura. "We can still talk. We don't have to be enemies."

"Of course we do!" she hissed. "This monstrosity you have carved out of the World is a blight upon it. A cancer that must be cut out before you kill it. You think I will let you do that? I have sworn to save it. I won't let you destroy it!"

Fury twisted on her face. She drew back her sword and slammed the blade into my static aura. Lightning flickered across the web. I stared in shock at her. She hated me. We had never met. I had never done anything to her. Anything to anyone who didn't come here first. And she despised me with such intensity.

She wanted to kill me.

How could I convince her?