<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/ljYAgW2.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: Vergil1989 rolled: 5d6<br/>Comment: Mind + Mage<br/>Result: 4, 2, 1, 4, 1. Meh, screw it.  Besides, I haven't done a slime before lol.</div></div><br/>For some reason she couldn't begin to explain, Zerxel's mind flashed back to the first few hours of their time in the Dungeon even as she tried to burn away the slimes covering them both.  Something about their conversation before coming into this ill chosen house had the Drow remembering the first fight she'd been in upon the contest's beginning chambers, and then it clicked.  Yanna Bonebreak was the bitch orc she had been defeated by that first round!  Granted, Zerxel was smart enough to remember that she had chosen to go after treasure first, of which she had found a health potion and at least three throwing knives that she had actually forgotten about, that were still strapped to her left arm, but her own choice had allowed Yanna to leave her behind in that first chamber before she went on to defeat Evii instead.  Upon remembering this though, coupled with the danger they were in, and the slime flowing under her armor, all worked in tandem to ruin Zerxel's ability to concentrate as waves of pleasure hit her, overwhelming her.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but cry out and throw her head back even as her legs started to buckle from the cool, tingling sensation that some part of her rational mind told her would soon enough turn into a raging, lust induced inferno as the slime released its aphrodisiac into her body.  But that part of her conscience mind was soon shut down as she fell to the floor, her limbs splayed out amidst a puddle of greenish blue slime that found every crack, every seam, and every inch of her flesh it could as it roved over her, under her armor, and soon enough, it'd be inside her she knew.  A realization that should have frightened her more, yet she wasn't much for caring in that moment as the moving liquid began its work.  Turning her head towards Bo, who looked to be about as bad off as she was, Zerxel tried to summon whatever remaining power she had, whatever focus she had left, and burn away these insidious creatures where they stood, metaphorically speaking, but another rippling, wet caress of her breasts followed by the first against her scantily covered sex disrupted her concentration.  The small orb of fire she managed to conjure disappeared in a puff of smoke, as did the last of her resistance.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">And now a word from our audience lol.  If you want to of course.  I enjoy the little snippets from the crowd and the announcers periodically though, but I wonder what Lady Lulia would think about this?  Hmm, just an idle thought.</div></div>