Building Harem And Dungeon With Monster Girls

My lightning aura ended. Dispelled by the cleric.

"Fuck!" I gasped as the fighter's sword hurtled in at me.

I thrust my spear up and caught her sword. Her blade struck it and sheared through it. I gasped as my silver weapon split in half.

The lightning imbued in it burst out as a few sparks, impotent as they fizzled out. She drew back her sword to strike at me.

Usiku rushed in from the side, swinging a shadowy sword at the warrior. The attacking woman cursed and whirled to meet this new attack.

Their weapons clashed right before me. Usiku's umbral blade fared better against her humming weapon. They traded blows.

This was not going right.

Lana screamed in pain, wrenching my attention to her.

"Lana!" I gasped as she fell to the ground in a spurt of blood. The rogue glanced at me and smirked. Then he vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I snarled, my stomach tightening.

I couldn't see him. He had taken out Lana. He had skill. Danger. Weapons clashed to my right as my stomach tightened. Panic threatened to overwhelm me. I had to think. Focus. What to do. I needed to get my protection up.

"Lightning crackle and hiss, gird--"

Pain burst in my back. I grunted and spun around to find the rogue behind me. Blood dripped from his dagger. My blood. This was going horribly wrong. I felt liquid spilling down my back, but I stood somehow. He slashed at me, going for my throat, blood trailing from the edge of the weapon.

The knife hacked for my throat.

My training paid off. I ducked beneath it and darted to the right. The pain in my back throbbed. He'd punched his dagger through my body. Blood soaked my robe. I grabbed my throne to steady myself.

The rogue grinned at me. He had this look of satisfaction on his face as he advanced on me, my blood dripping from the dagger. I had to regain control of this situation. I had to somehow talk to these adventurers.

"Wait!" I shouted. "We don't have to fight."

His smile grew. "Do you think we'll be merciful? To one of your foul ilk? Butchers of villages! Pillagers of cities! Leechers of mana! You and your dungeons are all blights upon this world! No matter how long it takes, we shall cleanse you all!"

The anger. The vitriol slapped me. How could I overcome this and make peace? I needed a new plan. I needed to get one of them alone. Talk to them. Convince them that I wasn't a threat. I had to do something about the others.

The rogue rushed in, knife slashing.

I used the cut haft of my spear to knock it aside as I chanted, "Darkness hides and shadows conceal, let the curse of Lord Zuen fall!"

The shadowy magic rushed out of me and splashed across his face. He gasped and stumbled away. His knife slashed wildly before him. I retreated, the pain in my back throbbing worse and worse. It rushed up my body.

"Milies!" the rogue shouted. "I need a dispel! Milies!"

I glanced over at the cleric and...

He was masturbating?

He stared at my sister and jerked off his cock through his robe. He drooled at her as she preened and posed, wiggling her rump at him, her tail swishing back and forth. She giggled in this playful manner, completely oblivious to the fighting going on.

She had him distracted, though.

Usiku and the female fighter clashed swords. I glanced at her. I had to capture one of them. I think I could hold one. The fighter. Then I could figure out how to win her to my side. If I just showed her I wasn't evil, that I was a good person, then this would work.

I rushed around the throne, gritting my teeth against the pain. It throbbed up my back. Blood soaked my robes. The sodden mess clung to me. The thief had hit me in a vital spot. I glanced at Lana. She wasn't moving. I swallowed. I could revive her. I could bring her back. Her soul was tied to the Void Crystal and the glyph on my chest.

Usiku's naked breasts heaved as she fought back the warrior. The woman was skilled, putting my fomorian on the defense. Usiku barely kept that buzzing blade from finding her flesh. I moved up behind them.

"Sizzling touch, the spark of pain, let the prowess of Lord Enlil stun!" I chanted and rushed in, thrusting my hand out before me.

She whirled around and swung her sword at me. The buzzing blade rushed down at me.

"Lord Leo!" Usiku cried and threw herself at the warrior.

Usiku's dark-purple hand grabbed the warrior's wrist, pulling her sword stroke short moments before it cut into my face. My hand planted on the fighter's tits a fraction of a second later. Sparks flared around my fingers.

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