Orcs: AC19. CMD26<br/><br/>Melee 1: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 2: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 3: 0+18(rage-temp-HP)/80HP, AC19<br/>Melee 4: -ive/80HP, AC19<br/>Ranged 1: 46/80HP, AC19 (swallowed by Miku)<br/>Ranged 2: 80/80HP, AC19 (swallowed by Miku)<br/>Ranged 3: 80/80HP, AC19 (swallowed by Eurikova)<br/>Ranged 4: 80/80HP, AC19 (prone near Eurikova)<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Eurikova</span><br/><br/>Eurikova's atttempt to disappear is somewhat frustrated by the shrieking, screaming, pounding mass inside her stomach... although, it does feel incredible, to have her meal jostling and fighting, a firm, powerful massage of places that hadn't been massaged in far too long...<br/><br/>The still-free orc atop the cliff-face listens intently for a moment, to those sounds and the position they identify, then, with a smirk of confidence jabs out at the place she's sure she's heard the naga's screaming tum... and falls flat on her ass, as her powerful spear-thrust connects with nothing...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Miku/Aviana/Jules</span><br/><br/>Urni snarls, as Miku appears behind her, and slashes furiously at Jules. Her fury is the only thing keeping her standing, now, and she's utterly lost to the bloody, gluttonous frenzy of it...<br/><br/>...but her wild swing goes amiss. “Ohhh,” she moans, as Aviana's cute little claws scrabble at her insides, and the<span style="font-style: italic">back</span>swing is no more controlled than the first. “Stop that,” she lightly smacks her writhing stomach. “I'm<span style="font-style: italic">fighting</span>here! Don't you<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>your friends to keep you company in there?”<br/><br/>Inside, her tum has its own opinion of Aviana's value, less dependant on her deliciousness and beauty, but rather on the rich nutrients contained – for now – within her supple flesh, and it has both means and desire to free them... and it attempts to do so, with a combination of, sloshing, burning acids and the pummelling, pounding of her taut abdomenal muscles. “Oh yeah,” she moans, “melt into mush, sweet thing,” she sighs, despite the slow turning of the battle against her, she can't help but enjoy the sheer<span style="font-style: italic">sensation</span>of digesting a meal like Aviana...<br/><br/>Inside Miku's stomach, the orc-women strive and struggle for escape... and once again, working together, one of them is able to push the other back into Miku's throat, powerful orcish muscles wrapping her fingertips around one of Miku's cute little fangs and refusing to let go unless Miku's throat<span style="font-style: italic">makes</span>her...<br/><br/>...whilst the woman left trapped in Miku's tum is remorselessly drenched in acid, pounded by powerful stomach muscles... and though she continues to struggle, her screams are more of pain and fear than her previous defiance... for her, escape seems to be growing increasingly difficult and unlikely...<br/><br/>Acted: All enemies.<br/>New round...