Hefting the massive axe upwards as though it were made of nothing more weighty than paper, the red-skinned girl throws it up onto her shoulder as she gets back to her feet, turning to regard the group with a curious gaze, her lips lightly pursed as she takes in the sight of each person individually. Finally, she sniffs again, her eyes lighting up with apparent delight "Ohhh, mortals!" She exclaims, her lips spreading into a huge, tooth-filled grin "Neat!"  Standing up to her full height, she does cut a rather imposing figure, though she is decidedly less 'muscled' than one might expect for wielding such an enormous weapon. She was 'athletic' looking, that much was for sure - a slender, toned stomach, firm thighs, very much the look of someone who'd not seen very many inactive days - but she still had a certain feminine look about her that was both disarmingly attractive, and despite her size, made her look almost 'cute'.<br/><br/>Johan's approach does not so much as make her even tense, her stance remaining completely at easy despite the overwhelming numbers stacked against her, should the group decide to forgo words in favor of attacking. In fact, his approach and friendly greeting only seems to make her smile all the brighter, her large,<span style="font-style: italic">sharp</span>teeth glittering brightly in the golden rays of the setting sun "Johan Mahina?" Again, she sniffs very gently, her bright green eyes focusing on the smaller human as she takes in his sight and scent "Ooohh, a hah-yoo-man! Been a long time since I've seen your kind! Thought you all died out, what was it..twenty, thirty years ago? Made me so sad, I heard your kind tasted absolutely heavenly! Then again, that was said about alot of mortals..."  Johan's following praise seems to hit just the right mark, and though it's difficult to tell if she's blushing given her skin is already bright red, the pleased glitter in her emerald-green eyes shows his words had at the least flattered her. Clucking her tongue, she places her free hand upon her hip, her stance growing even more relaxed as she juts her hips out. It looked almost like a 'show', as though she were trying to draw a little more attention to her more feminine proportions than the enormous weapon slung over her shoulder, the show clearly rather intentional.<br/><br/>"Haha...really? Think I'm lovely, huh? Wow, I don't get that alot - especially not from a MORTAL!" Seemingly rather thrilled by the compliment, she - hand still on her hip - leans forwards just enough to be a little more on eye-level with Johan. Her actions could be read like a book - it was not to get more on 'eye level' with Johan, but to give him a little look into her cleavage if he so desired, and she was obviously not exceptionally practiced at going through the more feminine motions in any sort of subtle manner. Though her breasts were not large by any stretch for her size(For her size, they were actually somewhere in the 'normal' area), she was still considerably larger than Johan...and that certainly gave 'more to love', as the saying went "Well, my delectable little cutie, my name is Disa Yindal, but YOU...can call me Disa. So, what's this about magical things happening to you?" Mulling Johan's words over in her head for a few moments, she sets her jaw, clearly a little puzzled "Uh, well, you're in Londovall, far as I know...." She says a little surreptitiously, as if waiting for him to say ~Hah, just kidding~.<br/><br/>When he mentions the war, she seems even more confused "..Uh...wow. I didn't think anyone didn't know about the war. It's kinda been the thing for...uh, centuries now I guess. I mean, I've not been in it for centuries. I was born during one of the 'rest' periods, but yeah...it's all anyone really talks about. They don't call it the 'Eternal War' for no reason, I guess. It's getting less and less 'Eternal' all the time, though. I guess numbers can't really stay up when you spend hundreds of years killing each other, right?" She says quite casually, as if it were the most sensible thing in the world to say "These poor beauties are who I'm kinda working for. Oni just kinda sided with the divines, and I didn't really get a say in the matter, so..." Nudging one of the still winged elves with her foot, she shrugs "Was here too late to help, and I generally get left behind for cleanup. Y'know, make sure nothing important gets left behind, and make sure none of our enemies survive, that kinda thing. It sucks having to kill someone twice, after all!" Her bright, cheery smile suddenly turns into a frown, and her long tail swishes in aggrevation "...Everyone has been quite...thorough lately, though. Uuuuugh, it's been like...a month since I last found someone alive and squirming..." Tapping a finger against her stomach, she sighs breathily "My tummy has been lonely, that's for sure."<br/><br/>When Alura squirms her way out of Meera's embrace, the catgirl clutches her arms around her own chest, and - now denied her little 'chewtoy' - begins to chew nervously on her lower lip, though the neko makes absolutely no attempt to stop her. Nor does she make an attempt to come forwards with her, though, busying herself with looking around nervously for any other living beings that might choose to intrude on the little as-of-yet friendly conversation.<br/><br/>When Alura flutters up, Disa's attention shifts from Johan to her, and again, she sniffs, her large, furry ears twitching in delight "Ooo, another mortal that's not a Hah-yoo-man! Hi, winged-one! Oh, the gem? It's a stone used to recharge magical energy - they taste DELICIOUS. Sides, she wasn't gonna use it anymore. They're a little tough, but Mmm...." Again, she taps a fingertip on her belly "Hits the spot! Not as good as something a little more 'lively', but it'll do! Mmm, you smell like magic...then again, you ALL do..." Almost as an afterthought, she licks her lips, her slender pink tongue just barely visible for a single, brief moment "They taste like...um...whatever they were made from! It takes alot of energy to make one ,and you have to get that energy from somewhere! Nature, water, the air...somewhere! Oh, it makes the primals soooooooo mad! It REALLY does, haha!"<br/><br/>"That one tasted like..." Fishing around in her mouth for a moment with her tongue, she gets a thoughtful look on her face. It suddenly seems to hit her, and she happily says "That one tasted like a balrog! Ooo, I bet he made three or four stones! Still, a waste, though...he'd have been better SQUIRMING!"  Seemingly completely at ease now, Disa unslings her weapon from her shoulder and leans it against the edge of the trench, causing the earth around it to crumble and indent lightly under the weight "Mages are tasty, too! Well, you know, pretty much everyone is a mage, but those that are REALLY magey...THOSE are tasty! Then again, I'm not picky..." When Alura flits her front, Disa sniffs again, her eyes widening in something akin to shock "Mmm...you smell...really good! Uh, is that something weird to say to mortals? I mean, it's a compliment and all, but..."<br/><br/>'Hrming' softly, she taps a finger against her chin "Berries? Nah. Haven't seen any in years upon years. Always makes me sick, too. I need more 'meaty' things to keep me going...gosh, I made such a lucky find! Oh, the war, right! The armies - I'm part of the Divines. Then, you have the Primals and the Abyssals. I guess, technically, it's the 'Hallowed Host' - that is the divines - the 'Blood Battalion', that's the Abyssals... and then there's the 'Natural Order', those are the primals. This was just a little skirmish between all three armies, likely no more than a few thousand people total. Still, I get stuck with the cleanup..."<br/><br/>"So!" She continues cheerfully, once more planting her hands upon her hips "Who, exactly, are you working for?"<br/><br/><br/><br/>****<br/><br/><br/>Again, Sasara can feel Aniel's heart thundering against her chest, though this time it was not completely fear. No, it was just a little fear and uncertianity, mixed with the afterglow of a wonderful orgasm, of being pleasured so thoroughly...<br/><br/>When the naga leans back in for a kiss, she finds Aniel responding in kind, actually going so far as to catch her lower lip in her teeth and lightly nibble upon it for a few brief seconds before releasing her "Mmmph...she DOES look pretty. If a little...large..." Aniel whispers, one of her hands finding it's way back around Sasara's back.<br/><br/>Mention of 'eating girls' does draw a little look of surprise from the draconic girl, her eyes widening with interest "...I...would like that. To...fill my belly, I mean. You think I'd look like that..?" She says, casting another glance at the red-skinned woman who could be seen above the edge of the trench, a full head-and-shoulder above "...she's...more busty than me..." Aniel says a little enviously, before shifting her attention to Sasara's own chest "..Then again, so are you..."