Alas for Rayne, her defeat was a forgone conclusion once the last of her arrows burnt away in the molten cold iron. No matter how strong a fight she put up to the bitter end, the fact was that she couldn't hurt Colossus without a cold iron weapon.<br/><br/>Surrounded by an angry demon and his insect minions, she couldn't escape their grasp forever, her luck would run out sooner or latter... she was eventually grabbed and forced to her knees. A pair of Ovyphs had their spindlely legs wrapped around her body pinning her arms to her sides, their limbs individually weak-looking but twelve of them made for a tight restraint. Colossus pulled her head back by the hair, forced her mouth open with his other hand and jammed his throbbing oversized meatstick down her throat. It was covered with a proportionally thick hide instead of being soft and vulnerable, even if she tried biting down it didn't faze him.<br/><br/>While the crowd cheered on the local champion and the Announcer crowed on about his triumph, Colossus started thrusting, going at it as hard and roughly as he had drilled Sylvia before. Rayne had only the briefest of moments during her brutal facefucking to catch a few breaths of air... but that wasn't all, the Oyvphs found her uncovered entrances under her miniskirt and their fat ovipositors forced their way up her holes as well. The half-elf could feel them throbbing and pulsating against her inner walls as the eggs traveled down them to implant her, while the rest of the recently spawned insects from her fallen allies hovered about impatiently awaiting their turn.