Vyre rolled her eyes and nodded to Anna.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "Then it's settled, when The'kal comes back to collect her dragon we'll have her create a wonderful little garden right up here so you can grow whatever you want whenever you want. This land was made by a goddess, you can probably grow whatever you want here."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Mmm, I think that can be arranged." </span>Order and the sentinel were lifted into the air then laid down on the counter, the Elf never stopping her feasting on the goddess' pussy. The'kal then moved to straddle Order's face, but rather than a Troll she took on her own Seraphim form and slowly ground down onto her mate's face.<span style="color: #666600">"Just try to mimic her tongue."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"History is written by the victor, Melody. Their corruption wasn't an overnight thing, I never figured out the cause but one them was corrupted and it slowly spread. Possibly infected by my sister without anyone knowing and it spread from there, there's a possibility they were corrupted by my sister's pet Titan when they set out to destroy him and the rest of her 'projects'. But the Council were monsters before they were corrupted, I selected them based on their abilities to enforce rules and... honestly intimidate our people, I just- everything went so wrong so fast. There was supposed to to be more of them, several more. I wanted the power to be more diluted, more people to keep the others in line."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>