**In the Trench**<br/><br/>When Johan feels backwards for the edges of the trench, his fingertips touch dirt, knocking loose a few bits of soil.  Hardly had the little flecks of dirt hit the ground when it was no longer dirt beneath his fingertips...but wood? No, dirt again. He was certain of it. Wait...wood? Old wood, wood that had seen the passage of many years...the cellar? No - it was dirt. When he briefly turns to look at the strange sensation playing out beneath his fingertips, it becomes quickly clear that BOTH are right. For a few split seconds, it is dirt he is looking at, feeling of, the dirt that made up the edges of the protective trench. Yet, right before his eyes, a nearly foot-long and equally as tall section of the wall suddenly becomes wood, wood that was dark, lit only by a single barely-burning source of light...and not the full sun high overhead. Just as quickly as it had appeared, it is gone, once more replaced by little more than soil that - unlike the strange angel-like creatures around him, was something he could FEEL.<br/><br/><br/>The feeling was incredibly disorienting, and the SIGHT even moreso. Not so much to make him nauseous, but it simply made him feel 'unright' somehow, as though he were being pulled in two different directions at the same time.<br/><br/><br/>Both Meera and Anastasia watch the brief but vicious battle with wide eyes, the former never once relinquishing her vicelike grip around Alura's waist "Am I seeing this?! Mmmmph..." Meera further tightens her arms around the smaller fairy's waistline, once more setting about to chewing nervously on the tip of her slender, pointed ear "Yesh...wich I waddn't..." She murmurs around her mouthful, her bright eyes gazing with a mixture of fear and curiosity at the pitched battle around her. When the giant wolf-girl appears, Alura feels Meera's tiny but sharp little teeth nip down just slightly more insistently...and slide a little bit further downwards along her ear. It seemed she actually DID get 'hungry' when nervous...<br/><br/>Anastasia for her own part stumbles backwards from the sight, especially when the massive hand of the wolf-girl scoops into the trench to pick up the wounded, heavily-tattoo'd naga, and before long, Johan finds the fairy girl practically clinging to the front of his armor, her arms wrapped around his waist as much as he was able "Ahhh! F-formed on you, um, sir!" She stammers out in a high-pitched, wavery voice "Aluraaaaa! Aaaack, you're TOUCHING them?! What if they feel you?! Or, what if- eep!" The sight of the giant wolf-girl's throat bulging with the slender form of the naga as she swallows draws Anastasia's eyes, and she instantly falls silent, watching with a mixture of amazement and something akin to envy as the bulge decends down past her collar-line, then disappears behind her breasts to join the far larger bulge of the horned woman inside of her stomach.<br/><br/>Cyria's own charge, Actil, sags against her, his eyes half-shut and his breathing ragged. It looks like the tiny scare from Thygor has pretty well did him in, sapping the last of what little strength he seemed to have left. Though obviously seeing her for the first time, he actually seems somewhat at peace - after all, if the spider had intended him harm, she'd have done it already, and there was little he could do to stop her in the first place "Nnggh....s-saw beyond...didn't want to open...with fighting so close...w-we...got pulled through? We can't survive here, not with t-t-those...around...." He whispers breathlessly, his voice hollow-sounding and without emotion, despite his hands clutching weakly at Cyria's front-most legs "Where is...Aniel...?!"<br/><br/>A quick glance around - and above the edges of the trench - reveal that they are not alone. Yumina has been pulled through as well, the stunned-looking feline, once languidly sprawled out on the grass, finding only hard, compacted earth beneath her. The look on her face is one of complete and utter shock, and she immediately looks to where her confiscated weapon...was not. It seemed as though it had been left behind, much like the rest of her equipment, armor included.<br/><br/>Strangely enough, neither Shodon, the elf or human girl, or the catboy seem to have followed. Nor did any of the rest of the group...where, then, were they? Still back in the 'normal' world? It was unclear.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>**Above the trench...**<br/><br/><br/>"Ahhhh! Mmmm!" Aniel's pleasure-stricken voice was pure music in Sasara's ears, and as her tail-tip continues to writhe within the hot, tight, moistened depths of the half-dragoness' body, the naga actually feels the dragon-girl's shapely hips begin to squirm back just ever-so-slightly against the intruding tail, despite the method in which she'd been taken. More and more, Sasara also feels those tiny little claws digging into the softer 'upper' portions of her back, actually hard enough to penetrate flesh and send a 'prickling' sensation down her spine, but not deeply enough to actually cause her harm (Sasara takes 1 damage, technically...but we'll just call it subdual. x3 Silly amount to keep track of. )<br/><br/><br/>A deep, shuddering moan escapes Aniel's throat when Sasara declares her intention to 'go down on her', her body already far overstimulated by the tail pulsating inside the eager, clutching depths of her tight little sex. One clawed hand continues to work diligently at Sasara's own netherlips, whilst the other eagerly scoops behind her head, guiding her downwards far more with a fiery sort of insistence that was surprising coming from the little dragoness, especially given Sasara was 'her first'...<br/><br/>"Mmph, it...Ahh...I'm...mmm...oh goddess, I'm com...iii...iiiing!"<br/><br/>Just as Aniel's voice rings her pleasure to the heavens, the entire world goes into chaos, her orgasm riding itself out even as the world around her literally falls to pieces.<br/><br/><br/>Above-ground, Asara has a far better view of what, exactly, is happening. The approach of the demons, the appearance of the massive horned woman, followed closely by the sight of the wolf-girl in the distance bearing down on them. Even more amusing, she can see ANOTHER giant far in the distance, though the moment they spot the wolf-girl tangling with the enormous horned woman, they instantly take off in the OPPOSITE direction. Clearly, the wolf-girl had a 'reputation' of some sort.<br/><br/>Eyes wide in a mixture of pleasure and fear, Aniel gasps at the sight "What...oooh, gods, my legs feel weak...Mmf...what...the well?! They opened the WELL?!!?"<br/><br/>Sasara's little experiment, picking up a little rock and flicking it off of a nearby soldier, actually works. The winged elf - a male with incredibly slight features, chiseled and otherwordly - pauses just long enough to swivel towards the rock as it bounces harmlessly off his armor. Peering intently in Sasara's direction, he prods experimentally at the air before her with his sword, and - finding nothing - hurries on to another battle...<br/><br/><br/>******************<br/><br/><br/>Again, another rush of power cascades across the countryside, and though the combatants seem to take no note of it, the effects on the part are profound. It starts with a slightly nauseous feeling, followed by the slow acceleration of their heartbeats. In a matter of seconds, it is beating hard and fast, as if each of them had just finished a marathon...and the world around them begins to 'speed up'.<br/><br/>With increasing speed, the battle plays out to it's conclusion, a multi-hour fight concluding in less than a full minute. It was confusing, disorienting, things simply happening too quickly to really be picked up by the naked eye. Only the passage of the sun overhead remains constant, sinking lower and lower in the sky, caressing the horizon with it's base...and then sinking further still, until the long rays of sunlight throw equally as long shadows across the landscape.<br/><br/>The 'time lapse' seems to finally draw to a close, and all at once, things return to normal. The battle is over, hundreds upon hundreds of bodies littering the field as far as the eye can see. None of them move - those that had even the slightest hints of life within them had likely found their final moments as food for a soldier in one of the fighting armies.<br/><br/>As time continues to slow to normal, the group finds new movement, this time from a single individual. When she'd come in, who knew - everything was passing too quickly to tell - but now, a rather sizable...dragon-looking girl? - was kneeled down amidst the numerous bodies that littered the trench, idly picking through their pockets, pouches, and casting their weapons to the side in a pile, presumably to be picked up later. The dragon-looking woman was large, easily a full seven feet tall, her body covered in soft-looking reddish skin rather than scales - something to hint that she, perhaps, was not a dragon at all, or even related to one. Large, furry ears jutted from the size of her head, her reddish coloration contrasting rather starkly to the blonde hair atop her head, pulled back into a pair of pigtails that cascaded down across her shoulders to mid-back level.<br/><br/>Her armor was nonexistant, and in fact, even her clothing was only barely considered that - merely a pair of black shorts that might as well have been panties, and a top that could have passed for a bra if not for the metal studs that covered it. Her weapon, on the other hand...was enormous. An axe that had to of weighed at least three or four hundred pounds, held so very casually in hand as she idly picked through the corpses with the other.<br/><br/>Most alarming, though...she did not share the same 'blue' glow that all others had carried. In fact...she looked normal, as though she were there in the flesh. Even her voice was not 'far-away' and wavery as the others had been...in fact, she is quite understandable, speaking in common with a rather exotic tone in her voice, something 'eastern' sounding "Phsst...attackin' a healing trench. That's just low. Good tactics, but low. Ooo, hello there..." Plucking a little gem out of one of the scattered pouches on the ground, the red-skinned girl brings it up to eye level, examines it a moment, sniffs it...then, casually tosses it into her mouth, biting down with a *CRUNCH* that had to be her teeth breaking.<br/><br/>Instead of howling in pain, however, she begins to chew, a look of utter bliss crossing her face "Ooooohhhhh.....yessssss....that's a good one. Oooh-hoooh-hooooh...!" Chewing for a few more seconds, she swallows the 'gem' down, sighing in pleasure "Wish I coulda gotten one of those mages...Mmm, bet they taste great...!"<br/><br/>Suddenly, her ear twitches...and she sniffs. 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