Pixies were being distracted and pulled out of their concentration on almost every level of their attack. Nevertheless, the shock and surprise was written on their faces when the tree holding up Darion was seeping life with a quick and disturbingly high rate. Even the voluptuous and squirming little oily examples were stopping in the midst of their succession to see where the violence that surged their powers for a bit was coming from.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for their assailant, their ministrations had been a success nonetheless. With renewed exhilaration they could feel the rumbling deep groans of the human fill the air with his ecstasy. His thick ropey strings of cum shot up high in the air and covered the thrilled smiles of the pixies in thick gobs of white. Most of the precious seed was being caught in the air by magic, the small casters mumbling non-stop with painstakingly concentration as they stared at the seed of life floating between the trees. They were draining the energy out of the millions and trillions of seeds swarming the white goo, their body's light-colour changing ever so slowly from yellow to orange, to a deep dark lustful red. It wasn't a comforting sight to see these strange creatures change to such a dangerous colour, their bodies warping and changing under the effect of the new magic.<br/><br/>They had been heavily distracted by the cumshot, nevertheless those who had completed their transformation and were much stronger without the woods energy for a while, shot down through the leaves to find the source that had been attacking the roots of their precious forestfriends. Upon finding him face down in the mud, they started chanting incantations to bind him more twigs, hoping to catch him to go through the same treatment as Darion had.<br/><br/>Above them, Verita could see it all happen. And with wide-open eyes and a moan still eliciting from her lips she came, rocking and bucking her hips wildly in the air to try and still break free. She could see Darion snapping his hands free from the roots after a strange white substance had shot from his throbbing member, her innocent mind raged with questions but all she could think about was that the fairy-like creature were draining his magic, just like they were trying to do with her. She could see him taking down most of his spellcaster captors, throwing twigs at their concentrating faces and taking them down, flying back to the ground all the way through the thick leaves forest leaves. The branches curled around his legs were now only sustained by the strength of the tree, not held up by magic any more it should be easy enough to the human warrior to break free from his grasp. She wanted to ask him for help, ask him to free her, when suddenly a second row of pixies obscured everything from her sight. She could only see small globes of light, tightly pressed against each other with every now and then the sight of a leg or a grinning smile when they tried to hold her up in the air.<br/><br/>It was at that moment one of the pixies decided it was time to harvest the young girls body. The small creature positioned herself before Verita's tight and clenching walls, pushing tentatively against her virgin-lips to test the waters if it was wide enough for the devilish thing to go inside. The pixie who was preparing herself for the worst to happen to Verita suddenly shocked up in surprise together with her siblings. Verita and her crowd could hear the scratching noises and grips of a animal finding leverage above her body. She tried to look beyond the spots of light and blinding sights of the magic of the pixies to see who it was, before she heard the intense deafening roar of Razor. She was frightened, trembling of a strange confusing mixture of excitement, arousal and a deep fear of dying. There had not been a single book, life lesson or advice from her father to prepare her for the world outside as she knew it now. With every fibre in her being she wished she had just chosen to stay home, until she saw the monstrous creature with spikes and bloodied claws free her of her tight wooden bonds. Her heart fluttered in surprise and hope, and somewhere deep in her mind she couldn't grasp the idea of being saved by something so brutal as him. Sometimes she could feel his razorsharp claws brush over her skin, abbreviating her just enough to make it hurt, but not too much to make it lethal. She hissed softly between her teeth to keep the pain away, the leaded scent of blood filling the air with her sweet honey smelling juices, and she knew by the absence of the prodding hands around her swollen sex that the pixies feared his aggressiveness.<br/><br/>Her hope she had gathered by the knowledge of being saved by the Ramen was dropping with an accelerating rate at the sight of Donchen speaking with the most eerie ill-fitting voice she could ever think off. Within moments she realised the pixies had taken over his mind, and he would do anything to stop the Ramen from helping her from these bonds. Finally she regained some of her fighting spirit and shouted with a voice filled with demand and fear towards Razor.<br/><b><span style="color: DarkRed"><br/>
''Free my hands, free my hands and  will fight the pixie with magic in his brain! Please do it quickly before she hurts him'</span></b>'<br/><br/>----------------------------------------- in the meantime ----------------------<br/><br/>The pixies drenched with the dark magic of lust, coloured bright red of power had been surging down the crowns of the trees to find the Ramen that attacked their roots. They needed to find him and bind his body in order for it not to be able to do much harm to their magic anymore. Finally they could see Foran face down in the mud, already being assailted by their siblings as they tried to bind him with roots. The red ones could see to their amusement that the Ramen was not going to give up so easily, and as they neared his body to cast their darker magic upon his form they suddenly looked up in surprise.<br/><br/>They could feel a dark force approaching, almost ancient and changed by many ways of the forest. It smelled and tasted like her siblings, but it's intentions were different. The tiny brains of the pixies were going into overdrive until suddenly they could see the lush and foliage covered being standing before them. Skin near-naked and as red as the purest rose, the mouths of the small things fell open in surprise. They had not thought that such a prized creature would wonder into their domain, but the unsettling feeling only grew louder in their minds when they heard it's first purring threat.<br/><br/>They were too shocked and too surprised to response, just hovering silently above Foran as they stared at the red demonic elf before them.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>