<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The sight of the Goddess Azalea confirmed the one thing the Orc had been thinking about from the moment it had decided to <em>capture</em> the Goddess. Now it knew. The Divine Goddess of the realms.. they were incredible beauties. Gorgeous. The perfect beauties to be turned into an Orcs breeding sow. That was exactly what the Orc was picture for Azalea the moment she revealed herself. How that body of hers, in its robed glory, would look in tattered robes. How those breasts of hers would look with her enormous cleavage wrapped around his cock. The Orcs strong figure didn't even do so much as buckle at her admission she was waiting for him. He expected it. Ana had been the same. The Orc was, now, smart enough to realize that. These Goddess-cunts did nothing to save their fellow Goddess. They were practically begging to be turned into breeding cattle with such attitudes.<br/><br/><strong>"Balthus knows."</strong> The Orc grunted as it summoned those chains, chains it could have used to bind her. But the Orc didn't wrap them around her, instead he summoned the chains just to let them drop to the floor. <strong>"Could capture you. But won't."</strong> The Orc, that lumbering meat of monster that was bigger and more furious than any God or man, made it's way over to the Goddess. It watched the Goddess disappear into her home, and had no reservations about following her into such a place. If there was one thing, other than some meager intelligence, that the Orc had fained.. It was confidence. The Orc was extremely confident when it came to conquering Goddess in these realms. Now, it's only real desire, was to gather strength to conquer a certain uppity bitch, Celeste, and to find entertainment in the Goddess it would transform into its sleeve.<br/><br/>After entering her abode the Orc would let out another grunt. <strong>"What you want Orc in here for? Forest better."</strong></span>