<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div>Preposterous for Nuria to suggest she might win! "We will see if<strong>you</strong>can keep up," Phelypsis retorted, giving the godlike an intense challenging stare. She decided to win even harder now. It bode well for the tightness of the race if Nuria believed she had a chance. Maybe she was going to use magic somehow to slide the hill faster? Phelypsis would have to be prepared for everything.<br/><br/>For everything except Lorelei. Her ear perked up when it felt the mermaid's gentle whisper. Phelypsis leaned to hear it better. Her eyes found the man Lorelei spoke of. That man? He did look like he needed help to celebrate. There was a sullen frown on him, as if he was missing something despite being in the company of his friends and with a drink and food on the table. What was wrong with the man, Phelypsis could not tell. However, given that Lorelei singled him out as someone endowment of special proportions...  Maybe she would give it a short.<br/><br/>The determination was interrupted by a hot breath of air tickling her ear, causing them both to flap up in surprise. Her eyes too were wide open and staring at the kitsune who had crept up close all sneakily whilst her attention had been elsewhere. Phelypsis studied her face. She seemed friendly, but there was something nefarious dangling on the corners of her lips, making Phelypsis think that she was maybe being made fun of or doubted. Still, kitsune was too friendly for it to be the case. Frustrated, Phelypsis put on a smile and boasted some more, "Of course I shall. My strategy is simple - simply ingenious - it will be obvious when you watch me go." All this boasting was starting to build up her hype for the race even more and left Phelypsis with a smug little smile that survived Acya's departure.<br/><br/>As the flow on the table once more drifted to a game that she did not play the demoness' eyes found again the brown youth. Conversation of the three ladies just buzzed as incoherent background babble in Phelypsis' head as she pondered. He was unremarkable at a first glance. He was no true warrior by his physique, but more akin to men that some other andra warriors had brought home as thralls. Phelypsis was not so picky or ignorant to outright rule out anyone who wasn't a four meter tower of muscle as a worthy of taking charge.<br/><br/>"I shall go challenge him," Phelypsis declared to Lorelei, pushing her chair back and standing up. Her eyes remained on the human's back as he stood there by the counter. Phelypsis made her way over in strides. Despite her confidence in Lorelei's judgement of character Phelypsis could feel the pressure of uncertainty building in her chest with every step she took. She clenched her fist, pushing doubts for later.<br/><br/>A pair of enormous red knockers slid into the lower left corner of the guardsman's view as Phelypsis took the spot next to him, leaving only few ínches between their shoulders. His attention made Phelypsis hurry to respond. "H-hey!" She smiled a awkwardly and continued, averting her eyes "You um..." It wasn't going to work. Just do it the andra way girl, Phelypsis psyched herself and took a deep breath. Her demeanor steadied and calmed, revealing hint of a predatory hornyness that had hid underneath the nervousness. She placed a hand around his shoulder, and grinned. "I have a challenge for you human. You come ride turtle shells against me and if I win you'll be my fuck thing for the nigh, and if I lose, well...   I would have to do as you say, but you aren't going to win anyway. So how about it human?"