by Prax Venter
"What? I-"
"Now!" She turned around, pulled the flap over her furry pussy aside and looked over her shoulder at him. "I need the essence from the last fight. Hurry. Vale, Roo, do what you can to help."
Mark looked past the cat-girl exposing her vagina and saw Borf staring at them.
"I don't kn-" he began, again.
"Damn it, Mark. Do you trust me? Then fuck me."
He shook his head and pulled his pants down. He wasn't hard at all, but before he could even think about it, Vale's tongue wrapped around his limp cock and pulled it directly into her warm mouth.
Roo got down on her knees and started to use her tongue on Ahnix's pussy, getting it nice a wet.
Mark groaned as Vale caressed his limp dick with her long and talented tongue and sucked on his shaft with her lips. He caught Borf's beady eyes and gave him a shrug. It seemed like this was really important to Ahnix, and if she got some new ability to help with this fight, he was going to do his best to take care of that.
His dick had grown stiff and throbbing from Vale's warm mouth. She pulled it out and helped guide it into Ahnix's soft pussy with her hand.
Roo stayed on her knees, alternating between licking Ahnix's clit and Mark's shaft as he slid it in and out of her furry vagina. Vale pressed her soft, beautiful lips onto his and started to make out with him slowly.
He had to admit, the extra sensation from Roo's tongue as she licked the point of contact with Ahnix's pussy lips was incredible.
He thrust in and out of her, trying to focus on his own pleasure, and reaching an orgasm as quickly as possible. It was the opposite of everything he worked for while pleasuring these women, but time was of the essence. And essence needed to be delivered on time. He stuck his tongue deep in Vale's sweet mouth giving into the many erotic sensations vying for attention.
He could feel Ahnix's pussy start to clench in time with his thrusts and the extra stimulation did the trick. He held on a little longer, trying to wait for her. Roo started to suck on Ahnix's tiny clit with her velvet mouth, and it was enough to push them both over the edge at the same time.
Mark pumped the essence he had into her, and she pulled away. Seconds later the bell rang and Borf got off his seat.
He let out a low rumbling chuckle. "I've been sitting here for years, and I have never seen anything like that. Good luck, Saviors." He pulled open the gate and Mark pulled up his pants.
Ahnix turned around and gave him a quick kiss. "Thank you. Now let's go tear up some mages."
He nodded, and they all moved out into the arena. The other door was open, but nothing had come out yet. The iron bars behind them slid closed and so did the ones across the arena.
Mark frowned and looked around the stadium. They were out in the middle, alone, and he began to think there might have been a mistake.
That's when Roo burst into flames next to him. She started to scream, and he put up a bubble around her, snuffing out the fire, but the damage was done. She might have been resilient to cold, but it seemed like her fabric skin was highly susceptible to fire. She slumped into a pile of smoldering cloth and stuffing, and Mark was about to lose his mind.
He looked for an attacker and saw a woman dressed in red, but his attention was pulled to Ahnix as another woman in a white dress, floating in the air, brought the cat-girl to her knees with lightning pouring from her fingertips.
Ahnix was convulsing in the dirt, her eyes clenched tight as she was continuously struck by the bright arcs of electricity.
Vale yelled out, "They're invisible until-" before a pile of boulders appeared over her head and crushed her to the ground. A third woman dressed in green appeared right next to the naga.
Mark's panicked mind raced as he consider his options. His thoughts scattered when his legs became encased in ice up to his wrist, trapping his crossbow against his leg, and a fourth woman in a blue dress appeared right in front of him.
"Sorry, friend. But business is business," she said. She held up a hand to Mark's face and prepared to cast another spell.
He couldn't believe what was happening. Roo and Vale were most likely dead, Ahnix was dying in front of him, and his own doom was only seconds away.
Then an option struck him from the back of his mind.
Mark gritted his teeth and tried to focus despite the cold biting into his lower half. He found the part of his being that was home to his healing ability and attempted to create an internal circuit between it and his enhancing ability. It had worked on his muscles when he massaged Vale, why shouldn't it work on other things? He forced open the channel between his two abilities and poured energy directly into enhancing his heal.
Enormous glowing rings appeared around every part of Mark's body, and they collapsed inward on him. His eyes started to glow a bright white, and he could feel pressure quickly build up in his body, threatening to tear him apart. He wasn't going to let that happen.
He mentally forced his flesh to stay intact and let out a primal scream at the universe for trying to get in his way, again. The woman in blue faltered and took a step back, unsure about what Mark was doing.
He could feel power swirling around inside him, looking for a place to go. He held each of his girls in his mind and unleashed the barely contained power in the form of a mass heal.
Blinding balls of light centered on all four of them, then burst outward in a dazzling flash and instantly they were all back to perfect health.
The woman in the air had broken her attack on Ahnix to cover her eyes but quickly recovered and started her assault again.
Ahnix was hit with one bolt on the shoulder before Roo yelled out, "Horrible Hooks!
The mage in white was pierced with four large hooks on chains and pulled to the ground, hard. The lighting attack meant to paralyze Ahnix again was instead attracted to the metal in the chains, and she ended up paralyzed by her own attack.
Ahnix wasted no time and teleported to the woman in red who was in the middle of casting another spell. The cat-girl hit the fire mage with an open palm, and yelled, "Silence!"
The woman put a hand to her throat, confused. After Ahnix showed off her new spell, she sprinted to the woman in blue, preparing a to cast a spell in Mark's face.
While this was happening, Vale struck the earth mage with a Shield Bash and backed off a bit while the woman was stunned.
The furious naga then proceeded to flay off a few bits of flesh with her whip. Before she could recover, Vale used her hex ability, causing the woman in the green dress to rush in to strike with her fists just as the stun wore off.
The ice mage in front of Mark finished her spell, and large chunks of frozen water started to strike him everywhere. He covered his face but felt an explosion of pain as one of the hard projectiles hit his forearm, shattering the bones instantly. He was saved from being completely beaten to a pulp by Roo launching a needle right into the woman’s hand, spinning her body from the force of the impact.
The woman in blue looked up at her attacker, rage in her dark eyes and held her other hand up to Roo, preparing to launch a counter-attack.
Ahnix got there first, however, and removed the woman’s outstretched hand at the wrist with a precision swipe from her claws. The ice mage didn’t have long to feel any pain as Ahnix spun around and sliced the woman's throat open.
Vale was finishing off the earth mage while the air mage finished herself off by trying to cast another lighting spell, only to have it channel into the metal hooks holding her to the ground.
The woman in red sat down in the dirt, helpless. Ahnix casually walked up to the impotent fire mage as the crowd started chanting, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Mark watched Ahnix as he cradled his broken arm and tried not to let his balls freeze off under the melting ice that still encased his lower half. He wondered what his Desert Queen was going to do when she reached the defenseless woman.
The black and gold cat-girl stood over the woman in the red dress, and it looked like the fire mage tried to s
ay something, maybe plead for her life. Then the woman suddenly slumped over, her eyes rolling into her head. Ahnix jumped back and looked around the area, her tail flipping around behind her.
"And The Elementals are no more! What a merciless finish by the cat's savage claws! Just when it looked like it was all over for the Saviors, they pulled another victory from the jaws of death. But will they make it to Sizor's Prize chest? You aren't going to want to miss the fight of your life as tomorrow the Saviors take on their final, level five challenge!"
Vale used her shield to strike at the ice around Mark's legs, and just as he broke free, he saw the waving green flag signaling their cue to exit. Ahnix ran up to the rest of the party, projecting a clear mix of confusion and anxiety from her body language alone.
He gave her a look as he limped to the exit, but Ahnix just shook her head. He wouldn't have been able to hear over the crowd anyway.
No one waited for them this time, and Mark was able to heal his broken arm by the time they exited the noisy arena. The golden balls of light surrounded him, and he shook out his arm, good as new.
"Let's get back to our room," Ahnix said loudly, looking everyone in the eye.
Mark got the hint and just nodded.
Ahnix led them out into the city. After some random turns, they found a secluded alley and stepped behind someone's laundry hanging up to dry. Roo held out her hand, and they all quickly slipped through the magic door and were back home.
Vale turned to Ahnix as soon as the door closed. "What's got you so spooked?"
"I didn't kill that fire mage," Ahnix said, crossing her arms. "I believe someone knocked her out, remotely. She was still breathing."
Mark shook his head. "I knew something was off back there. What did she say to you?"
"She was silenced, but I think she mouthed the words 'kill me' before she lost consciousness."
Mark didn't like that one bit. He pulled his hands over his face in frustration. "I hope this diamond bowl quest doesn't get us all killed. I really don't trust this Sizor guy... and, I almost lost all of you back there and I... I don't..."
Ahnix took his hand and held his gaze with her beautifully exotic eyes.
"It's okay- we're all here. Thanks to you."
Vale slid forward and wrapped her arms around him too, pressing his face into her cleavage and wiggling.
"That was an impressive heal, Master."
Roo was already out of her leather corset and skirt and lounging naked on the bed. Nothing seemed to phase her.
She extended one of her long, dancer's legs, pointed her toes at the ceiling and said, "How about we just stay home and rest until our final fight? I'll need some time to show Mark my appreciation for practically bringing me back from the dead."
"Agreed," said Ahnix, pulling him toward the huge bed.
They spent the next twenty-four hours or so exploring each others bodies, kissing, fucking napping, and then doing it all over again.
- 20 -
It was Mark's suggestion to open the door back into the real world, right in the middle of the long stone hallway that led to the combatant waiting room. He peaked his head out and didn't see anybody around, so he stepped out and his girls following close behind.
They continued the rest of the way and emerged to see Borf in his customary place.
"Ah, Saviors. Fight starts in about fifteen minutes. Ready for your final battle or do need to prepare again?" he rumbled.
"Nice. Probably not, Borf. But we'll take 'em down anyway," Mark said, with a half smile.
"Any hints?" Vale asked sweetly, raising one of her white eyebrows.
"Sizor would kill me if I was the one who told you what to expect."
The announcer’s voice ended all conversation as they waited to hear about their fate.
"Ladies, Gentlemen and everything in between, welcome to Sizor's Pit! Many of you have flown in from around the world to see the Saviors fight to win... or die, during their level five match. The main event is about to start so get your drinks and sit your asses down while you can because when you see what we have in store for you this evening, I am sure you’ll be on your feet the entire time!"
"Damn it. Not even the slightest clue," Vale cursed.
Mark looked out into through the bars as the setting sun cast a long shadow in the arena. This was it. They made it this far, and everything depended on this fight.
The bell rung behind the wall, and Borf grunted as he went to the iron bars like every other time. But this time he touched Mark's arm as he went to grab the gate, and focused his beady eyes on him.
"Good luck. Stick together."
He barely caught that last part as the large elephant rumbled it as quietly as he could, and Mark showed no indication that he heard the advice as they ran out into the arena.
Mark shouted over the noise of the cheering crowd to Ahnix, running along next to him, that they should keep a tight formation until they knew what they were fighting.
They got to the center of the arena, and Mark noticed that an entire section of the stands was empty. He spun around and saw that everywhere else the seats were packed to capacity. He didn't have long to wonder why Sizor would intentionally keep paying customers from his promoted spectacle before the bottom half of the empty section split in two.
The ground shook as the sections pulled apart, revealing a terrifyingly enormous creature on the other side.
Their final battle was against a ten story, red dragon.
The creature saw an opening in its small, cramped cage and charged out into the arena. It tried flapping its huge wings in an attempt to escape, but they looked like they had been shredded, as tatters of the thin membrane that was normally stretch across its wing bones dangled uselessly.
When that didn’t work, it snaked its head up towards the dark blue sky and let out a terrible roar that knocked Mark off of his feet. He looked up in horror as the red dragon towered over them and had no idea how they were going to take this insanely massive and powerful creature down.
Roo thought she knew and yelled out, "Horrible Hooks!"
Four, large fishhooks on gleaming metal chains shot out of the ground and bounced off the thick scales of the dragon before falling limply to the ground.
The massive creature turned its head toward Roo and inhaled.
Mark knew what happened next. "Get behind Vale, now!"
He quickly put up a bubble on the giant naga and slid behind her just as a wave of scorching heat passed by on either side. Everyone had made it, but Roo was screaming anyway, terrified. The fire didn’t directly touch any of them, but the heat from just being near the flames was like being in an oven.
The dragon ran out of fire and lifted its head to roar into the sky again. It seemed to be calling out to other dragons that might hear it. Mark pulled out his crossbow to try and do some damage, but Vale put her hand on it, pressing it down.
"Listen to me!" the naga yelled to be heard. "We are only going to get one chance for this, and I need to explain fast before it blasts us again. Ahnix, teleport to its chest, and Doom Kick off one of its scales. Master, enhance Roo's needle as much as you can. Roo, shoot it into the hole Ahnix makes. You need to hit the heart, and it needs to be a big one. Everyone got it?"
Everyone nodded as the creature drew in another breath.
"Good," Vale said, tears streaming down her face. "I love you all so much, now get behind me!"
Mark didn't have another bubble to use this soon, and he knew his naga thought she was going to sacrifice herself to save the rest of them.
He wasn't going to let that happen.
As Vale lifted her massive shield to intercept the scorching blast of fire, Mark grabbed on to both of her round hips and poured a moderately slow heal into her.
She was in terrible pain, having her flesh seared off only to have it be instantly restored a moment later, over and over. Her leather armor turned to ash and blew away in the swirling maelstrom of fire around them, leaving her completel
y nude and exposed to the flames.
When the fire stopped beating down on them, she fell to the ground, exhausted, but alive. He noticed her nipple rings still glowing orange slightly from the direct exposure to the heat and dumped the last energy of his heal directly into her nipples, hoping it was enough.
The creature called out to the sky again, lifting its massive, horned head upward.
Ahnix disappeared, and he heard her yell, "Doom Kick," from far away. Mark didn't look to see if she was successful, he had his own job to do.
He looked into Roo's black eyes and gave himself to her. Time froze as he locked his mind on her ability to create long, lethally sharp sewing needles from nothing and zero in on targets with deadly accuracy. He tore open the channel that allowed power to transfer from him into his Enthralled and pushed out every ounce of energy available to him, then tried rip even more from the surrounding atmosphere.
Thick, glowing rings appeared around Roo's wrists and head and closed in on her, causing her to spasm with pleasure. She never took her jet black eyes off of the dragon, though, and as soon as she was fully enhanced, she brought both hands together and held her breath. She only waited a second before launching an enormous, sewing needle, bigger than she was, straight at her target.
The force from the ability sent her backward, and she slid on her back across the dirt floor of the arena.
Mark followed the flight of their one hope to get out of this alive as it buried itself in the relatively tiny hole Ahnix had created. The creature reared its head to call into the sky one last time before falling into a heap on the ground.
The cat-girl had landed on the ground from a great height after her attack and must have hurt herself from the fall. She was limping back to where they were standing as the head of the beast narrowly missed crushing her.
They had done it. The creature was dead, and all his girls were alive. The noise from the crowd was deafening as he went to go check on Vale.
Roo had dusted herself off and met up with Mark as they looked down on the unconscious naga. He got down on his knees and kissed her cheek, caressing her soft white hair. Vale's violet eyes fluttered open and slowly focused on him.