Dax had been dreaming about something glowing, something green, something...<br/><br/>She woke up, with a start, as her tiny body hit the bed. Her defensive instincts kicked in. Where were her weapons? Gone. Away. She was naked, and in an unfamiliar place. The room they had been staying in, it was gone. Her groggy mind snapped to realization. While she slept, she had been taken, somehow. The cult? No. As her vision cleared, she spotted the man who had fucked her so raw the night before. The half-elf. The scent of demonic essence assaulted her nose, reminding her of her time exploring Outland.<br/><br/>"What tha' hell is goin' on? Where are we?"<br/><br/>She did not trust him, but she made no move to try to escape. Not yet, anyways. She was nude, with dried cum in patches all across her body. Without knowing where she was, she would not get far.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>