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They stood over me, five of them, their pates gleaming in the green light, their face impassive masks of coldness. One of them reached down, and pulled my asian hood from my head, and all of their expressions widened. “Princess Lucilla?” One of them gasped. “You’re alive?” the second exclaimed. I huddled on the ground, trying to keep my cloak over my entire body, trying to hide what I’d become. It didn’t work. My cloak was in tatters, it barely covered my knees, and they saw; they saw it all. One of them reached down and tore the shredded cloth from me, leaving me naked and terrified, lying in fetal weakness. “You’ve bound with her.” The third of them whispered. “We cannot let her live!” The fourth said, raising his palm toward me. “Are you insane?!” hissed the fifth, “This is the princess!” “The emperor cannot bind with The Heat Bringer if she is already bound,” the fourth one said, “he will not need to know; everyone already thinks she’s dead.” “He killed Telavia for less.” The third one said, nodding. “It’s Hardcore for the good of the realm.” The second one concurred. “It’s a necessary evi-“ There was a whoosh, a flash of white, and a fading scream teen as the mage disappeared. The remaining four jerked their heads up, narrowing their eyes, searching with twitching neck movements like crows pussy scouting a road. Their astral melds gleamed from their brows, the ethereal being within them extrapolating every piece of life in their range, leaving no stone unturned, leaving no creature unseen. Whoosh, thump, scream. Another mage disappeared in a flash of white, torn from the earth as though japanese he weighed nothing at all, the only evidence left of japan him being the fading echo of his death throes. The other three were panicking now, ducking at every sound, their narrowed eyes widening in terror. “What the fuck was that?!” hissed one of them. “Can you sense it?” whispered a second. “I can’t see shit! Why can’t I see it? What the fu-” Then, everyone saw it; saw her . The Valkyrie split the mage down the middle with a double-headed axe, cleaving him so cleanly that his two halves stood in momentary stasis, before separating and falling aside. A mage raised his hand to blow her away, but his hand wasn’t there anymore. He hardly had time to scream at the stump before his head blasted from his shoulders. The last mage hurled a kinetic attack at the warrior, and she folded her wings before her, absorbed the lethal shock with ease, and unfurled her span in a fury of white, redirecting the attack back at its bearer, and blowing his bloodied pieces high into the canopy, decorating the pine branches with ornaments of his gore. She stood six-feet tall; her warrior’s body encased in tight-fitting leather armor, and framed with broad shoulders, an ample bust, a muscled torso and wide hips baring thick, toned glutes. Her blonde hair was braided intricately about her crown, and flowed down her shoulders in ropes of gold. Her face was cast with a brow that shadowed her fearsome, blue eyes, lush lips that creased into a grim frown, and a nose that broadened into a pronounced bridge, before drawing seamlessly back into her brow. She was past her youth, as exhibited by the faint lines on her forehead, but she was still one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. She folded the fourteen-foot span of her wings, and knelt before me, her hard expression growing soft and loving. She placed a tender hand on my cheek, and I felt hot tears pool in her palm. I curled into her body, and cried, venting my horror and grief, sobbing my realization that the world wasn’t what I thought it was. That evening, the Valkyrie bathed me in the stream, tended my wounds, and fed me. She adorned me with a cloak of her own, and hemmed it at the skirt and arms so that it wouldn’t drag. I didn’t speak to her, and she didn’t speak to me, but she hummed a soft, mournful tune as she nurtured me, and its lullaby melody soothed my troubled heart and panicked mind. Buzz off I don't have time to entertain nerds right now. We can help you. He performed the spell in only 6 tries. Remember when we licked each other down there?” She announced a second asian orgasm. He placed the 38D champagne colored bra on her big breasts and then lifted the body to fasten it behind and then adjusted each breast in its cup. “I think not,” I replied, “For you shall surely try to kill me anew if I wed you, and stray into the arms of another.” It was painful, but she opened to it, trying to relax. “MMMMMMMM I’ll keep that in mind Sir. “Aww, come on Liz,” I replied, “I don’t believe that you didn’t enjoy it.” I'm also a pussy cop, how about a little professional courtesy?" School was starting soon and I didn’t want to be late. He also wear an innerwear to hold his dick tightly inside it. “We would love to see you there. I japan groaned. 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