Jazen snarled at the sudden turn of events, but really he had little choice.  Raped and humiliated she might end up being, but that was still a far cry from utterly annihilated.  He crouched behind the men, grasping the girl's head and pressing it against his precum drooling cockhead before speaking low and gruff in her ear.  Whatever he said seemed to help subdue her lust, and she weakly nodded, sitting down at his side as he ran forward, lunging at the men.   One of the grinning bastards was rapidly stroking himself to hardness when a clawed hand wrapped around his skull, lifting him into the air as the man who had so boldly shoved his cock in Jinx's mouth suddenly found a large pair of jaws snapped shut around his neck.  No sooner had the teeth sunk into his flesh than Jazen began to thrash his head about wildly, severing tendons, arteries, and snapping bones before tossing the crumpled man away and shifting his grip on the other, gripping the human by the leg and swinging him like so much baseball bat at the remaining men, crushing them under the weight of their friend and the his own strength.   Eventually, only the bludgeoned, bloodied bodies remained groaning in the few horrible minutes of mortality, and the "beatingstick" of a fellow Jazen had been wielding had already had his skull rended to pulp by the end of the whole bloody affair.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, though he did win, it wasn't easy.  After running the whole while at least a few of the humans had managed to put up a fight and wound him.  One bullethole had smashed into his bicep, and a few knife slashes had skittered across his ribs.  He panted heavily, both from the pain and the miles long sprint he'd endured just to arrive here, and stalked over to Jinx, plucking the tranquilizer dart from her breast and flopping down beside her, knees pulled near his chest, arms draped over his knees as the poor lusty woman resumed her position crawled next to him, sitting beside him and fixing her eyes on his untouched wolfdick.  Jazen grumbled as he eyed Jinx.  The immortals were never worth it.  After awhile he spoke, nodding off in the direction he'd come from.<br/><br/>"It still follows... we will do what you ask, little kitten.. call the magic off."