Once she finishes swallowing her first couple Nez can't help herself from having more. The rush she's getting from her throat stretched around two people at once is practically addicting. By the time she's regained control of her gorging the monument to her gluttony has practically doubled in size. The way it extends in every direction from her body transcending intimidating into being awe inspiring that she could fit so much prey within her at once. To the cultists undoubtedly watching the feast through the windows at least.<br/><br/>Even as huge as she's gotten she only sees her step aside to address Lilissa as a break from eating to catch her breath. Seeing Rissle put that woman up her ass has given Nez a stray thought of getting a few villagers between her legs. Hanging between them in her balls of course. "I'd hoped to have your first time be something that wouldn't fill you with guilt like this." She raises her hand from Lilissa's belly to stroke the woman's cheek. "But at least you have people that accept your hunger now. We see your gift as what it truly is." Lilissa's last comment makes Nez pat the wall of black scales in front of her. "Hopefully you don't need to much more. We'll have troubles having enough to go around if that's the case." Nez burps, taking a moment to savor the taste of so many prey on it. "What do you say? Want to take our next course together? Just remember that I've got two stomachs in here, so I need twice as much."<br/><br/>Trying to take the town was never in the cards to begin with. The cult expedition lacks the equipment and manpower to siege the keep proper. And the Chosen are not powerful enough to take on the entire garrison through the back door. It'd also risk being declared heretics themselves for not following their orders to pursue the defectors. They're just going to have to devour who they can and move on. For now.