The little, coy smile upon Viera's face only further spreads at the mention of just how 'for nums' nagas were "Mmm, they are, aren't they? It's been many...many hundreds of years since I last enjoyed the flavor of a naga..." The sensation of the fairy's dainty hand upon her furry tummy elicts a gentle sigh from the feline's throat, her eyes fluttering at the sensation "Mm...and I can only imagine now nice it would feel to have those hands massaging a nice, slowly digestive snake in my tummy...Mm, maybe whilst someone else tends to...other desires..." With a coy little look in both Cyria and Johan's direction, the clearly excited feline draws her tongue across her lips, though rather than in a 'hungry' way, this time there were far more sexual undertones to that sly little look in her eyes.<br/><br/>When Alura's head finds it's way into the nook of her neck, Veira takes the opportunity to nuzzle back, inhaling the deep, alluring scent of the fae's body. Mmm, she smelled...so delicious. Her skin was so soft, even her CLOTHING might as well have been the equivalent of a salad, and whilst she despised green food (her stomach simply didn't agree with it), she had a feeling a green-wrapped fairy might be...rather pleasant. Trembling in excitement, the half-furred feline girl extends her tongue from between her lips, lightly trailing it over the soft, tender flesh upon Alura's neck, just to sample the delectable flavor of her body. Mmmm, it was...delicious. So delicious...well, it wouldn't be too bad to have one less pet, would it? Even one so exotic as a fairy....Mmm, yes. Something nice to fill her stomach, something unique, something NEW....<br/><br/>As much as the desire to devour the fairy was there, it was something that could wait for another time. After all, parading her around first, showing off her 'prize' would afford her so very much more prestige.<br/><br/>With her arms tucked around Alura, Viera's eyes alight upon Johan when he once more begins talking, the coy little smile on her face never quite diminishing "Mm. Oh, the thought entices you, does it? The thought of being mine? Belonging to me. Fulfilling my desires, my wishes, my whims...and of course, being rewarded appropriately..." Veira's eyes downcast at her last little tease, briefly alighting upon Johan's crotch she'd so recently groped. Again, she licks her lips, as if imagining how...delightful all that lay beneath could very well be "..Yes....those that behave would be well rewarded." Clearly, she was becoming a little too excited for her own good, and as much as she'd clearly seen into Johan's ruse...now, it was seemingly becoming all the more easy to string her along. This time, perhaps without her direct intentions on letting it happen. "Oh no...I keep my pets well collared. Ohhh, it's been so many years since I've been so lucky, and look at you all..."<br/><br/>"A Fairy.." She continues, squeezing Alura all the tighter "A human..." Her eyes alight on Johan again, only to swivel to Cyria a few feet away "...And such a lovely, exotic spider. Hmm-hmm...perhaps one to make silk collars." Obviously, the idea quite enraptured the 'dommy' feline, and Alura can all too easily feel the heat radiating off her body - heat that could only be attributed to arousal, most likely "Mm? What's that dear? Magical wells? Hhhmmm...does not ring a bell to me. Magical dalliances are not my speciality, however. Even if I tend to utilize some measure of magical manipulations to get the drop on my prey."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> **Fwummm! ** </span><br/><br/>Checking on Actil, the dragon-kin is still breathing, but it's...only barely, just as he had been before. Whatever he'd put into keeping the portal closed had nearly killed him, and it's quite unclear if he will ever truly recover, or be the same if he does. Only time will tell. Still, he might be a useful source of information - not that it was the foremost thought on Cyria's mind at that moment. Another magical pulse, this time far stronger, engulfs the little trench, and sure enough - where there had been dirt walls and dirt underfoot, wooden walls and flooring appears, only to disappear again.<br/><br/>This time, even Viera seems to notice "...What the--?"<br/><br/>She never gets an opportunity to finish her sentence before the world becomes chaos.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">**FWUUUUMMMM!**</span><br/><br/>Disa's body shifts suddenly, her hand clenching around her axe that'd falling just within reach. Without even bothering to get up, she rolls over to her side and - in  sideways swing - whirls her axe at the Veira and Alura. A cut that, most likely, would leave them both cleaved in two. Viera's body tenses just as another magical pulse ripples through the trench....<br/><br/>...Another....<br/><br/><br/><br/>*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!*<br/><br/><br/>The world turns black.<br/><br/><br/>*************************************************************************************<br/><br/>Coming to is not the most pleasant of experiences. The wooden floor beneath the party's back feels damp and unpleasant, the chill seeping directly into the bone. Every muscle felt like it'd been worked raw, as if days had been spent in constant excercise. Exhaustion...hunger....dehydration.<br/><br/>It felt awful...<br/><br/>...But they were alive.<br/><br/>Johan's considerable fortitude allows him to be the first to open his eyes, though it takes some time to adjust to the darkness of the cellar. The faint light of the lantern Actil had been utilizing to tend to the well lay nearby still, the oil nearly entirely burned out. No longer was the 'dreaded' sensation of being near the well felt, though, and despite the soreness of muscles and the general feeling of hunger and fatigue...life was a good thing to still possess.<br/><br/>Alura and Cyria awaken shortly thereafter much to the same sensations. Hunger. Thirst. Soreness. Yet, they were alive, which was...well, something. The memories of what had happened were vague - Disa waking up, swinging at Veira. The feline throwing Alura to the side and disappearing, only to reappear and start swiping at Disa. The fight had been fierce, brief...and then, a magical explosion.<br/><br/>Darkness.<br/><br/>And now...they were back 'home'. At least, it FELT like home. It was where they'd left in the first place, and even Actil had reappeared nearby, his chest rising and falling shallowly...but he still lived. Where his sister had gone, who knows - perhaps she'd appeared up top, or perhaps she was still trapped.<br/><br/>Even Sasara had reappeared, her tender skin reddened and stinging, her white scales acid-eaten and well into the early stages of digestion...but she was alive. Even more so than the others, but alive.<br/><br/>"...W...what the heck?! Where am I?!"<br/><br/>In unison, the group heard a voice within their head - a familiar one. Veira? Yet, she was nowhere to be seen...<br/><br/>"...Oooh, it's dark in here. Did I lose? No, I didn't lose - oni's don't lose!" Again, a familiar voice...Disa?<br/><br/>Little by little, the oddest sensations crept into the backs of everyone's minds - it was not just their voice that was audible, but their very PRESENCE could be felt. Their energy, their vitality, their life, their strength, their agility...<br/><br/>It was RIGHT there, within grasp...