Khirak took the girl's chin in his hand and smiled. "This won't be over quickly. You will not enjoy it," his voice came out cold as ice. He scanned her body for any weapons and spotted a small knife tucked in her belt. He removed it in one swift movement and crushed the blade.<br/><br/>"So sorry about that."<br/><br/>He licked her cheek for a quick taste, then stepped back and leaned against a tree. "Don't be gentle," he ordered.<br/><br/>His men got to work immediately. Khirak watched patiently as the elf was violated every which way. An arousal started to stir in his loins, but his hunger overpowered it.<br/><br/>After several hours, all were satisfied. The elf lay limply amongst Khirak and his soldiers, defeated but conscious. Khirak started to make his way toward her.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Anej's eyes widened when she saw the vortex form on the Light man's hand. She sensed that it was highly dangerous, but it wasn't doing much to her.