Feena continued her vicious, desperate assault on the advancing forces. After all, she currently blamed herself for the state of the battlefield, having left Hara to fend for himself to go plow a sexy little demoness... She felt awful, yet as she drew into range of the Queen's inspiring aura, she felt herself clam down, her confidence restored. They could still turn this around. She shifted back into her natural form, her tails still tipped by sword blades, all nine of them lengthening as she used them to carve up the advancing undead and plant forces.<br/><br/>Then suddenly she heard a voice, and turned to face the fairy woman she saw there. As the thorn covered vines lashed out at her, Feena's eyes narrowed, her tails slicing the vines to ribbons before they could get close to her. Then, as a hail of thorns sailed towards her, the bladed tips of four of Feena's tails unfurled into what looked like steel umbrellas, the thorns bouncing harmlessly off the hardened shield she had erected. "Anastasia..." Feena growled. "The exile. The unwanted." Feena had indeed heard of Anastasia. The fey were a tolerant, accepting people... for one to be exiled, and vilified to the degree Anastasia had been required wickedness beyond mere cruelty. "So, after years of alienating your own kind, ignoring their warnings, you were finally forced to leave in disgrace... and now you side with the demons, the ones corrupting our world. You don't deserve to be called Fae." Feena said, her eyes holding nothing but contempt and pity.<br/><br/>Though Feena had not noticed Anastasia's assassins, getting close to the tree without being spotted was all but impossible. There was no cover to hide behind, they would be out in the open, and the lookouts on the Whispering Tower itself would easily spot them, and most certainly alert the Queen. Feena now sent an alert directly to Alexa.<em>Alexandria, I have found the one controlling these monstrosities. If she can be beaten, they will wither and crumble. Can you and your men hold the line long enough for me to deal with her?</em><br/><br/>However, as she was waiting for an answer, Feena suddenly felt hot... her skin felt tight, her loins were becoming damp... why was she suddenly horny? Now was not the time for such things... then, in her mind, she witnessed what was currently happening to Hara, the Demon Lord jamming that massive prick in and out of the boy's asshole, the boy looking quite different than he had before, looking significantly more feminine. Indeed, were the oracle not currently nude, Feena might have thought he had been turned into a girl. As she was forced to watch this shamefully erotic scene, Feena bit her lip, her mind filled with lust and guilt, simultaneously blaming herself for Hara's fate, and wishing it was her at the end of that magnificent cock... Feena was a switch and could play dom or sub, and it had been a long time since she had been truly dominated... she couldn't help but be aroused by the scene playing in her mind, a large part of her wishing it was her being raped by the Lord of Desire.