Tenth Century, Wildwater Hamlet Two feral Lycans were hanging by their necks from pillars beneath the arena when Darwin entered the conference area for combatants below the stadium. Darwin was startled by this spectacle. They were beaten to a bloody pulp. One of them had his tongue hanging out of his mouth in a horrendous distortion. On his way out to the setting, a lycan guard dressed in knight's armor came to a halt. "This abomination was dumped on you by two criminals, who are now facing charges. Death." The guards murmured. Darwin smirked as he walked past the carcasses of feral lycans dangling from borders. The knight Lycans had discovered the ruse and immediately imposed their law of respect upon Darwin to punish the culprits for their actions. Possibly, this horde of gilded feral hooligans wasn't all that bad after all. Darwin thought. The following day, after a feast and an hour of rest, Darwin made his way through the graveyard of shrines in Wildwater, near Munster Lake, t

He started to struggle desperately, but the woman only laughed. However, she merely disappeared into the dripping veins and falling leaves of the forest, leaving his blade slicing across empty space with a fading chuckle as a trail. Across his bare legs, near to his fire, the roots spread out and rose again to form the woman. "Really, you foolish lad, you always put on a show," she scoffed. However, she was no longer directly in front of him; she was instead sitting by his fire. Instead of attempting to confront this seductive woman in combat, which he appeared incapable of winning, he had an opening. After a quick scan to the left and right, he made the decision to flee. I don't care about his gang. Before turning around and breaking into a sprint, he sprinted right before dipping back to the left.Unfortunately, it was the wrong move. As soon as he turned his back on the woman, something snatched his blade arm from underneath him. His elbow was encircled by a sticky tentacle that re

A little faster this time. He pushed in again and pulled back with the same speed until he had a steady, firm rhythm going. He thrust with enough force to gently clap against her rump. He pulled back slowly. The sound of her sobs mingled with his gasps, and it was almost melodious to him. She took a few steps back from the craggy face of the boulder and let her breasts dangle in the air. His thrusting had to be temporarily halted when she began grinding her crotch against his as he shuffled backward. Looking back at him, she smiled and licked her lips. She teased, "What... oh sweet lad, are you tired already?" with a soft blink of her eyes. He returned the flicker with a flash of his own, but he wasn't influenced by her in any way. Her words, on the other hand, made him smile. Her gentle twirls came to a sudden halt as he continued thrusting, causing her to moan in response. "Not even close,"

Alicia stared down at him, astonished. "But... how," he said. There had been a fire, and the manuscript had been smothered. He had come expecting information or a recount scroll, and to find both still intact, he was astounded. Even so, he was well aware that they were merely replicas, it wasn't the real one. She smirked with a womanly grin. "Dear Darwin, the forest is my domain. You can't undo what's done once I know about it. Yet what you are seeing is just a replica of the real manuscript. Even though he couldn't believe it, he knew better than to question the woman. What had become of the original manuscript, and where could one find it? He had this thought in his head. To get a better look at her, he closed the distance between them until he was only a few feet away from the dark creature who offered it.

He nodded.She stroked his shaft with the curled tip of her hand, rubbing back and forth on his glans. "To bring you down before we even started," she snarled, her tongue slithering across his ear, causing him to moan. "Of course, I'd go further... I'd keep going until I thought you couldn't take it anymore, but I'm a kind woman. After all, I asked to have your soul... but let me have fun!"She giggled again before attacking the other side of his neck, causing Darwin to whimper again as his fangs elongated. He wanted to taste her. She pumped him carefully, tightening her grip and almost wringing his rod out. Her leafy scales moved on his naked skin and garments, wrenching and untwisting as she shifted her coils, all over again as he moaned.His body bucked, turning involuntarily against her shackling grip. He feared this would enrage her, but it didn't. It had the opposite impact: it was terrifying and erotic.She liked it. Her veins shifted to enable his reflexive twists to gain some