<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Dance of Blades Clarification</div><div class="spoiler_body">You've got it exactly right!  You're certainly outnumbered as you face the two (arguably 4) of them down!  Technically you don't need to spend the move yet, basically when you make YOUR move if you roll anything lower than a 10+, you probably want to spend the hold then! &lt;3</div></div><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/ec/d4/dd/ecd4dd2e5877171522943a1148ebf115.jpg)</div>Just holding the wizard down at all is precisely the kind of thing that gets Thagfu ready to go, but a tight little pussy before his face certainly helps too.  "Fancy magics ain't helping you now," he growls out with a wide, wolfish grin on his face pressing his weight further down onto her shoulders, the enormous cock rubbing near the base against Sydney's cheek and chin as the grey-skinned cock-head first lies and then presses against the upper curve of her breast.  As she twists and writhes beneath him, he shifts his weight, first pulling her legs apart and then sitting further up to get a good view of her thighs and transparent undergarments.<br/><br/>In seconds he reaches down, grabs onto the poor bit of silk, and rips them down, the fabric pulling at Sydney's hips for a moment before ripping down.  "Going to enjoy you.  Your allies too busy for you," he growls out as Sydney desperately works through the spell, a dark force in the back of her mind whispering out for her to take, but ultimately ignored.  His thick, calloused hands grab her thighs, enormously thick fingers nearly wrapped around them as he pulls one aside.  With his other hand, he reaches down to push two fingers into her sex, pressing in and out with a groan of pleasure as he rocks his hips to rub that dick against her cheek, another finger beginning to press between her asscheeks and pushes into her ass.  Each finger is twice as thick as even an impressively handed man and he is merciless in his speed, pushing faster and hardly nearly immediately.<br/><br/>A jolt of surprise goes through his body as the spell takes shape, freezing him for a moment, his fingers pressed deep into her.  "But after then?" he asks her with a broad grin and a kind of idiotic roguish voice, "Still want us to enjoy each other."  As though to convince the wizard, he gives another shift of his weight, the enormous length of the dick rubbing over her lips.  He pulls his fingers out, giving Sydney's ass a hard squeeze, then stands up, offering her his hand as he looks over at the other barbarian charging up the hill.  "I don't know, I feel like Chasach just sees me as a pile of muscles.  You think she wants my cock too?"<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A short distance from Sydney, another rescue is happening, though possibly a slightly less socially handled one.  With quick movement and thinking, Yula reaches across the space with her shadow, forming the shade of the arm from the space beneath the dargant.  Above the beast, the assault continues, the outrider pushing his hips, thumping, rutting, thrusting hard.  The hardened cock slams into Phelypsis, wetly dripping onto the creature's back as the rider grunts with need against her ear.  Gloved hands wrap around her, reaching up to her breasts, pushing between the netting to squeeze at the Andra's massive tits.  "Fuck, gonna keep you for my own," he murmers out, shudders of pleasure and need going through his body.<br/><br/>Then abruptly, there is a whiplash feeling from Phelypsis's side paired with a yelp of surprise and pain.  A pitch black arm of shadow reaches up, grabbing hold of the barbarian, and hurling her back.  She hits the sand hard some ten feet from where she was riding the momentum from the dargant apparently being spun about an axis to get some real force from it.  THe barbarian hits the sand for the second time in as many minutes, rolling and bouncing as she comes to a stop in a heaped pile of nets that no longer fully bind her.  As she reorients herself, she can see Yula standing between the two mounted outriders.<br/><br/>"Look Dev, one for you too," snarls out the outrider as he brings his beast back around, falling into a circling movement with his ally.  "That..." he grumbles out with a wincing look on his face, "Fucking hurt.  And I'm getting you for that.  You'll pay it back five times."  The dargants continue to circle, drawing closer as they speed up, Yula turning and beginning her steps, finding her rhythm.  Then suddenly there is a thunk behind her and a tug, a barbed javelin thrown by one of the outriders sticking into the sand through the bottom of her dress, pinning her even if just momentarily.  As she turns to deal with this, Dev has managed to bring his spear around and swings it slicing down expertly between her breasts and ripping through the fabric holding them corseted in.<br/><br/>"Dev here's not a talker," explains the other as he readies his own spear, "But mighty fine with a spear."<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, you're still on the ropes.  What do you do?</strong>