She was fighting a losing battle, Aliza became aware of that all too quickly. In flight with all her combat chains available, she was almost untouchable. Able to dodge the goo spit and batter away any attackers. Trying to peel Rift's assailants off the green woman however, almost immobilized her. Sure, she could pull the dusk raping Sam off the woman and easily crush it in her chains, but that only ended up showering in the thing's blood, which mixed with the goo that covered Sam. It was getting harder for Aliza to think, to focus. Her hands were squeezing those luscious green orbs in her palms while her chains focused more and more about squeezing and caressing the Venan's body than pulling the dusk off of her.<br/><br/>Control was slipping from her fingers, and Razorstorm's chains were become more and more sluggish, weaker, only able to shove the crowding dusk away while that blue goo conquered Aliza's mind with it's overpowering sickly sweet smell. The dusk were closing in, but Aliza could only push their tentacles away as they covered her with more goo, soaking into her heavy cape and the clothes beneath it. Crowding around the pair, Aliza gave up on beating away the dusk. Her mind addled and her strength sapped while their tentacles wove around her body.<br/><br/>Aliza stubbornly closed her mouth when the tentacle tried to slip between her lips.<span style="color: grey">"Not there, go away..."</span>She kept it at bay even as more tentacles slipped under her clothes. There were an annoyance now, at worst, but not even the aphrodasiac blood could make her desire what they did. Not when she had someone in her arms she wanted far more right now.  Licking the goo off Sam's neck, Aliza murred as she traced kisses up along the Venan's skin, biting on the lobe of her ear.<span style="color: grey">"I can't... you're so..."</span>She mumbled into sam's ear.<span style="color: grey">"Don't make me stop, please..."</span>she breathed out, arching her back and moaning against Sam when one of those tendrils had found it's way through her clothes into her slick snatch.<br/><br/>Couldn't those Dusk just leave her and Sam alone in peace? Urgh. Ignoring the tentacles raping her as best as she could, Aliza focused her attention on the Venan in her arms. One hand running down the woman's toned stomach, running her fingers over Sam's stretched folds, thumb flicking over the hood of her clit while the dusk raped them both. Her other hand remained on Sam's chest, fondling and caressing those lovely green orbs while avoiding the tendrils suckling on Rift's teats. She breathlessly kissed the back of Sam's neck, her mind faded out while her body took charge.<br/><br/>And then there was a bright sensation. Bright black and bright white, at the same time. It washed over her with the rush of energy and wind. It burned both hot and cold. Bright and dark. The wave of contradictions blazing over her, overloading her senses as her hands slipped from Sam's frame. The Dusk holding them suddenly gone in a blaze while Aliza fell backwards, into the darkness of unconsciousness and oblivion's hold. Her chains falling with her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>