The little girl just giggled at the Centaur as he went on and on about what she should do and all that drivel nonsense. She just continued to drink her tea and spoke,"Naaah...I prefer this way. Much more fun, don't you think?" Smiling, she rose her hand up to her chin and seemingly 'popped' off her head from her shoulders and her head disappeared. Though, her body continued to act normally, tea being lifted up to a seemingly invisible face as the girl crossed her leg beneath her dress.<br/><br/>Her head suddenly popped up in the space between the Siren and the Centaur, floating there. It floated over to the Centuar, rubbing itself against his chest affectionately before saying,"You should really let lose, Mr. Horsey...You might just get a stroke from all that stress...and it would be oh so tragic if little pony starts to imitate a frog." It then disappeared and reappeared attached to the Siren's shoulder, rising a brow at the head next to it.<br/><br/>"And aren't you a curious sight? I must say I am a fan of your people...though, mostly the tales in which you all are infamous in entrapping and either enslaving or killing foolish mortals. Always have to admire good work. But, you may be detrimental to my plans..."<br/><br/>Her head then disappeared and reappeared back on her own body, though backwards. She let out a little groan and her head started to spin like a toy top. Within a few seconds, it stopped and it was facing the right way. And in good timing, her hand was slowly rising to bring the tea cup to her lips. Sipping at it, two other tea cups filled with tea started to float towards her two new guests.<br/><br/>Sighing, she said,"I wasn't expecting more guests...but what kind of hostess would I be if I didn't make due?" She raised a brow at the enraptured people and grinned, going back to sipping her tea as she let slip a little surprise for all those who were trapped within her snare...<br/><br/>*************<br/><br/>After what felt like hours of kissing, the sly Vulpari female let go of its hostage. With how long she able to do that kiss and able to fool around with just her tongue, it was a wonder that she wasn't panting for breathe. A lascivious grin was on her face as she looked deep into Donchen's eyes...her own captivating his and his entire attention. It was almost like a constrictor hypnotizing its prey right before giving it the final squeeze to end its life.<br/><br/>But soon, Donchen was able to pull his eyes away from the sultry female, and was able to see that he was in a totally different place...it was a large, empty room. It was only the two of them and nothing else. But, with a blink of his eyes, he would soon be blinded...near invisible light coming from nowhere bouncing on brightly polished jewels, gems, and gold! Everything he could think of, turned to gold or into some priceless trinket! There was even some artifacts and priceless art works, chests overfilling with gold coins or pearl necklaces and diamonds. Everywhere he looked, it was gold, gold, gold!<br/><br/>And, after a few minutes, ten tops, to get use to everything...he would see her. Atop a circular, plush purple bed was her...that Vulpari vixen, buck naked save for some risque underwear that left little to the imagination. She sat at the very edge of the bed, beckoning him to come towards her. But, it would not be easy for him...<br/><br/>Though it seemed like it wouldn't such a bad distance...no matter how long or hard he ran, he didn't seem to go anywhere. He saw the room moving around him, the gold and jewels shining brightly around him. But he didn't get closer to the bed and his real prize...in fact, it looked like with every step, the bed slid away from him. And after what seemed like an eternity of running, the gold became less and less shiny, artifacts started to grow cracks and shatter, paintings started to fade and rot. Soon, there was less and less treasure and more and more spare wall and floor...things were growing darker, and older. The bricks having cracks in them, the light that bounced off the treasure went away, and faded spiderwebs started to appear.<br/><br/>One look at the Vulpari and she grew more and more demon like...growing taller, losing her fur, but her hair growing longer and more red...and a loud, almost familiar vocie could be heard in the background, moaning. Before he could see more of the transformation, the bed and the Vulpari were gone...he was stuck in a void, endlessly running in the same spot while familiar forms started to appear before his eyes...<br/><br/>**************************<br/><br/>Lucian raised a brow as the girl didn't come to hug him, but shrugged, hands gripping on his staff as he listened to what she had to say. But, as she spoke, an eerie grin spread upon his face...horribly distorting his visage. When she was done, it looked like the darkness crept more and more -around- him. It didn't try to devour him...rather it looked like it was spreading from him. He chuckled a bit and let out an amused:<br/><br/>"Aaaaah...something important, eh? I think I can have a rough idea as to what this is..." He then slowly stepped forward towards her, continuing,"Naive young girl...you always were, little cat. Always so curious...always so skeptical...always so<i>hopeful</i>." A cold chill would ring in the air upon that emphasized word. He spat it out like it was a curse, though his horrible smile continued onwards as he ever so slowly walked towards her...the shadows devouring the scenery around them, creeping more and more into making them alone in a void.<br/><br/>"You are a fool if you think you can stop what the Gods themselves have written...there is no stopping this...there is no turning back." His words echoed around her as the old man's body became frailer...even looked chipped like he was made of pottery. Parts of his body started to cave in, including the left side of his face. He looked, hollow and ceramic...though his face moved as of flesh, the remaining half of his mouth moving naturally as he continued to talk.<br/><br/>"And yet you crave power?...<i>POWER</i>! You know not what true power is, kitten...yet you crave for it...want it...and all just to save your friends? True power would consume your very being, whelp!" It continued it's walk towards Dawn, although it was quickly degrading.<br/><br/>"Whether to victory or defeat...light or dark...life or death...the prophecy shall happen, and the scary part?" At this point, his flesh was gone and he was all bone, the parts of him that was still there. If Dawn had been backing up, she would feel an invisible wall right behind her. And the half-skull was right in front of her face, grayed out and ash black. It said it's last phrase,"It does not require your belief or participation...the prophecy...shall happen..." The jaw of the skull didn't move as it said the last words. Though a bright light was within its maw and it slowly opened as it said its last words, a sharp (almost ear piercing) shrill could be heard as she was blinded by the light.<br/><br/>She would then find herself back in the void, alone...though off in the distance...she would see some familiar figures moving about...<br/><br/>*********************<br/><br/>Miss Flopsy walked behind Katrin as the woman glared at both the woman and the serpent...fangs starting to appear in the half-naked woman's mouth. The giant stuffed bunny shivered a bit as six spider legs started to grow from its back, cracking could be heard as the legs stretched out. The room started to grow dark as the woman blinked her eyes, and when they opened, there were six of them...and they looked just like Miss Flopsy's eyes. She hissed:<br/><br/>"No more time for games...This has gone on for long enough..." She snapped her fingers within a moment and a bright light would blind the two for a brief moment. Upon being able to see again, they would be back outside...in the alleyway where they had followed Katrin being carried by Miss Flopsy into. Only, there was nothing here...just an alleyway. There was nothing...-nothing-. Just empty streets, blown out torches, and empty houses with no doors into them. There wasn't even a sound of the wind blowing through the caves...there were no sounds at all.<br/><br/>For hours, maybe even days, this had went on...or what it would feel like for the woman and her bonded serpent. There was no signs of life anywhere...and like with before, her spells would not work for her. She couldn't detect anything. But, maybe with a stroke of luck...she heard a loud shrill of pleasure off in the distance. And there was a variety of ways for her to try and reach said screaming.<br/><br/>And as she ran towards it, a certain feeling came over her. A feeling that both energized her and made her feel uncomfortable dread. The streets became more and more narrow, with less turns, the buildings started to stretch more, and the place became darker and darker...until she was running perfectly still. It appeared she was running endlessly in a void...though, some vaguely familiar shapes started to appear in her field of vision...<br/><br/>**************************<br/><br/>Within moments of the passionate love making that was happening between the two fiery nymphs, Raza moaned loudly at the pleasure they were dwelling in. It was too much for her to take! And she made it sound obvious as she looked down at her lover, panting heavily. In fact, she was breathing heavier than one would expect...and what was that liquid on her skin? That ran down from her forehead? And in fact, did it look like a bit of her forehead was going along with the liquid?<br/><br/>OH, Sirka...Oh, Sirka! This feels...This feels..." Soon, the fire that was on her grew hotter and hotter, brighter than ever before. Maybe it was fueled by her passion with the sex? Who knew? But the more carefully Sirka looked at her...it looked like the other nymph's face had been made from wax, and it was slowly melting. Some of it even dripping on her body or face as the other girl started to melt away literally! And before she turned into a blob that just oozed onto the other nymph's body, she yelled,"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"<br/><br/>Another moan could be heard in the background along with Raza's as everything just simply....disappeared. Looking around, Sirka could confirm that yes, she was alone...floating endlessly in a void. It was dark and cold, actually able to make her shiver it was so cold. But for who knows how long...she had been there, floating on weightlessness in that cold, empty void. But soon...vaguely familiar forms started to appear before her eyes...<br/><br/>**************************<br/><br/>For a good long while, the event of Lilith raping Verita had went on as was. But something...odd, began to linger in the air around them. It was subtle at first, but it began to grow...and grow. It would make itself noticeable to the two in heated motions. It would confuse them, make them wonder what was going on. The scenery around them started to fade to black...disappearing...slowly engulfing them while the ashen Elf was fucking the brains out of the poor human girl.<br/><br/>And then, right before the big pay off for the surprise sex, the two had disappeared from each other. Verita was no long held up against a wall by Lilith, and Lilith's tail was pounding into open air. They were gone, sight, feel, smell, and hearing...they were no longer together, separated by a near endless void. But soon, that void would be filled with images...<br/><br/>For Lilith, she would see a village that was eerily familiar. Though the people that lived within it were a bit...odd. Inside, she could see herself...being friends and having fun with her friends, both new found and old, and seeing old family thought lost and forgotten. She looked so happy...being with these people...playing games in the streets, having drinks at the tavern, catching fish down by a river.<br/><br/>But then, chaos...death and fire ruptured in the little village. She had seen dismembered parts of her friends and family strewn about the town whimsically...and blood smears looked more painted to be shown off, rather than just let them be splattered. And there, over by the well in the middle of the village...Lilith would see herself, tail-raping Verita, having her bent over the side of the well. The copy of the Elf was crazy, sadistic...claws raking the back of the druid girl as she had her way, her other hand spanking her asscheeks full on with the claws, not caring about stabbing into the perky flesh.<br/><br/>And behind her...was the familiar crimson demon she knew as her former lover, Mania in one of its favored forms...the form that she had just met in this cave. The demon conqueror licked her lips as she looked to the real Lilith and said,"All thanks to you, my love...Look deep inside yourself...you know who you truly are..."<br/><br/>And that was the last image Lilith had seen. By her side, was Verita...floating with her in an endless void with vaguely familiar figures off in the distance...<br/><br/>Verita, meanwhile...was back at home...before she had meet those random adventurers in that old tavern and helped them escape. But, something felt different...tense. Her clothes were back in order, but her ass still hurt from the rough fucking that Lilith was giving it. And soon, that tense feeling she felt would be explained as she heard roaring in the air. It was night out, almost midnight...people should be asleep. But yet there was fire outside.<br/><br/>Upon looking out, she could see all of the villagers she knew marching towards her house, armed with torches, pitchforks, and other makeshift weapons. She could hear them chanting,"Burn the witch! Burn the witch! Burn the witch!" And hear people calling her a bitch, a whore, a traitor. And, to make matters worse, she could see her father in front of the angry mob...leading them and even tossing a torch at the house, proclaiming,"Better this house of a witch burns! I'd rather see it burn then live in its desecrated walls!"<br/><br/>Other citizens threw their torches too, effectively setting the entire place on fire and leaving Verita no place to run. This was it..she would be burned alive. She could feel the heat of the flames eating away at her, catching onto her clothes and even searing her flesh. She could see herself blacken up and cracking due to the burns. And when she thought she was about to die...<br/><br/>She appeared in the void, right next to Lilith. Things would feel...colder, than where she was last. And, like Lilith...she could see dark figures in the distance that looked very familiar to her. Of course! It was the others that she had been on this journey with, both old and new. But, why were they here and not on the ship or in the town? What was happening?<br/><br/>They were all, of course, within ear shot of each other.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>