A cleric from the Order domain

Hyppolita crouched by the dark foliage with her thick cloak covering what would otherwise be a gleaming armor on the moonlight. Her girlfriend, sitting beside her, wore a much more stealthy leather armor, adorned with little dark orange scarves and handkerchiefs wrapped around her arms, as well as a big and orange oversized coat. All of which was also hidden by a black cloak.

"Are you sure you got the location right?" Hyppolita asked impatiently. She was a strong woman, medium height, but with defined muscle, built over years of rigorous combat training. And she had the scars to match. She also had alabaster white skin, bright blue eyes and a mane of dark crimson hair.

"Who is it that always does the scouting? It's me, so relax. They'll be here." Ezmeralda whispered confidently. She had dark skin, black curly hair that would’ve cascaded down her shoulders had she not been wearing a cloak. She was the same height as Hyppolita, with a lithe build, she was skinnier and her muscles were leaner, harder to spot, but still able to knock most people down in a couple seconds, just like her girlfriend.

"They are late, though." Continued the ebony beauty.

"I hope they don't take too long." Hyppolita said as she started to play with the holy amulet that hung from her neck and some strands of her dark red hair that were entangled with it. "I have many virtues, but patience isn't one of them."

"I am well aware of your many virtues. You could use one of those to make me cum my brains out, after we are done with this mission." Ezmeralda said with a smirk, while Hyppolita's fair skin was becoming almost as red as her hair.

"Shh, here they come."

The two women observed the moonlit clearing before them as a number of figures gathered. A dozen of them were shambling and shaking as they walked (almost stumbled) into the clearing, carrying a disguised, but still distinct, smell of decay. The other six were much more refined. Each bringing a couple of the shambling figures with them, they walked with purpose, poise and elegance.

"Zombies and vampires." Hyppolita stated.

"They must be the ones behind those attacks against the villagers and the kidnappings of all those people. Now we know why: they need to feed." Ezmeralda said, already preparing her weapon. "Do you want to wait until they are finished so we can take them on separately, a few at a time?"

"Why wait when I can just decimate over half their numbers in an instant?" The cleric answered, gesturing to her necklace.

"Just be careful."

"Always am. Remind me, who is it that always has to heal your ass back to full health again?"

"Admit it, you love staring at that ass though."

"Not the time, love."

As the women were finished trading words, they prepared now to trade blows. Hyppolita charged out of the coverage of the trees and discarded her cloak to the wind, letting her silver armor shine, her long red mane fly and her spectral angel wings slowly take form. She flies up, circled by holy light, brandishing the holy symbol on her neck, and screams to the undead below:

"You have killed countless innocents to feed your perverse hunger. Now you will perish by the light of justice!" As she screamed her war cry, the light around her brightened to match that of daylight and reached those below. The zombies didn't stand a chance, they screamed and writhed, but in the end they all were turned into dust at that very moment. Over half the vampires fled into the forest, their hearts grappled by fear, the others writhed in pain with sunburns on their skin. The cleric brandished her shield in one hand, her sword in another, and a spectral sword appeared in front of her as she drove down to meet her foes.

"She always did like showing off." Ezmeralda said to herself. "But it's not like I can't show her up." She discarded her cloak as well, her dark locks flowing free. She cracked her fingers in her metal gauntlet. The crackling quickly turned from metallic to electric as she raised her hand in the direction of the vampires and, with a surge of energy, shot a powerful lightning bolt towards the undead. She brandished her rapier in her other hand and moved into the fray.

The vampires already had burn marks in their skin from both the sunlight and the powerful bolt, so when Hyppolita rushed the one in the back, from the two that were left, it wasn't a pretty sight. She slashed feverously at the creature, both her normal sword and her sacred weapon were blurs of righteous fury. Rather than cower in fear like his companions did, this vampire that was emboldened by the threat of ****, moved to defy his attacker.

With the practice that comes to a seasoned hunter, he dove straight to her neck without giving her any time to react in between blows. He bit her with the **** that comes to those with desperation and did a lot of damage, Hyppolita screamed in pain as blood started to pour down her otherwise spotless armor.

As Hyppolita and this vampire were locked in combat, the other one rushed Ezmeralda when given the opening. The dark skinned woman managed to get two hits in, but the vampire was simply much faster than her. He slashed at her, quickly and efficiently scratching her stomach and making her bleed. Ezmeralda grunted and grabbed at her side as her assailant sensed weakness and went for the kill, aiming his fangs at her neck. She suddenly raised her metal hand and summoned arcane runes, carved in the metal of the gauntlet, to create a barrier that Shielded her from the bite at the last second.

"A little help please!" The arcanist bellowed.

"My situation is a little more dire than yours, don’t you think?" Her lover responded.

"You are the one that likes a challenge! I’d just like to survive ‘till dinner."

"Give me a second!" Hyppolita pushed back at her opponent. Her neck was covered in red, her hair was now sticky with her blood as they mixed together. All the while the vampire had a glowing, dripping scarlet smile and was getting ready to charge again. "I'm not going to wipe that grin off your face. If you like it so much, you can keep it. By the powers invested in me by the god of justice, I give you the command: Hold still."

As soon as he heard her words, the vampire stopped moving, frozen in his attacking pose with his wide grin and dripping lips.

"Now perish." Hyppolita turned and started flying back to her girlfriend, as her magical weapon repeatedly thrusted into the frozen vampire, slowly stabbing him to ****.

Ezmeralda wasn't doing so good. She had quick reflexes and was managing to do some damage to the vampire with her magic and her rapier, but that initial attack had done a critical amount of damage to her, she was barely managing to hold on. Hyppolita flew over them, landed behind Ezmeralda and laid a hand on her shoulder.

"Need a pick me up?" Holy energy flowed through the injured woman, closing her wounds and giving her renewed energy to fight. She glowed faintly now with the same glow her girlfriend radiated. "Now, let me show you how it's done."

Now with the advantage in numbers, the women made quick work of the last remaining vampire. After they were done, Hyppolita quickly patched her neck with some healing magic and started to take flight with her radiant spectral wings again.

"We have to hurry, some of them chose to run away instead of fighting. We have to get them before they can regroup and start to kill again."

"Ok, you get them from above, I'll get them from behind."

"Alright." Hyppolita smiled softly. "We do make a good team, don't we?"

"The best." And with that, the two women charged after the escaping vampires.

However, Hyppolita hadn't made it very far in her pursuit when a strange drowsiness overtook her. She was afraid she was going to crash down on a tree or on the ground, but the only thing that welcomed her fall from above was darkness.

***

“… Everyone, say hi, hello and welcome to Hyppolita, the Hound of the gods!”

Susie pointed to a section of the floor Lin could have sworn was completely blank up to that point, but now looked like an automatic trap door that was opening up. It was barely half way open when an angel with shining silver armor dripping with blood blew right through it and started pointing her sword around while frantically asking:

"Where am I? Where is she? Who are you? Take me back this instant!"

Lin was too stunned to do anything, but thankfully our host was not. Chrissi simply pointed her finger at the first contestant of the season and she froze in mid-air. The host held her there with the pleasant smile of a job well done.

"Let's hold you up there for a second, ok sweetie? Let's get you calmed down and cleaned up." She snapped her fingers and all the blood, scratches and bruises disappeared from the angel. Hyppolita was held in place for a good minute, though the version shown to the audience would have been cut to just a few seconds. With no one else in the room brave enough to utter even a peep, Chrissi held her there until the time was up.

After about a minute had passed, Hyppolita's angelic wings and divine glow started to fade away, leaving her looking more like a normal woman, or as much as a medieval war priest could be considered normal.

"There you go darlin'. If I drop you from that height, your pretty little body might get hurt, especially with all that heavy armor you have on you. Promise to behave?”

Even though the very angry former angel-woman was far up in the air, Lin noted her body had nothing ‘little’ about it. She was built like an Amazon and could probably wreck anyone in that room with just a move from her arms. Or her thighs… or her…

*CLANK* She was gently dropped to the ground and, when Chrissi stopped pointing at her, she could move again. Before she could recover from the surprise however, the bimbo took the opportunity to hastily puff her weapons away.

“Where am I?” The cleric asked cautiously.

“Oh honey, you are on the best harem making show in the entire multiverse, welcome to Harem Hotel!” Chrissi announced with her hands on her hips. “If you had read the pamphlet we left for you in the waiting room, you would know the gist by now.”

“Yeah no, I was too busy trying to bust out of here. Send me back right now.” Hyppolita asked (almost ordered) with a threatening tone.

“I’m afraid I can’t do that. If you had read the pamphlet, you would know this is a ‘one way ticket kind of ride’. But it’s ok, I can’t blame you for not reading it, reading can be tough for a bimbo like me too, hehe.” She answered and struck another pose, making her tits sway.

“That’s enough.” Hyppolita mimed holding a sword and a sword of light appeared near Chrissi’s neck. Lin and Susie gasped, the latter already sliding up to protect her boss, but Chrissi was impassive, she simply said to her assistant:

“There’s no rush here Susie.” As she winked at the cleric and a big pink bubble formed around Hyppolita. She didn’t change her stance as it happened, but her sword vanished just as quickly as it had appeared. She shouted something from inside the bubble, but no sound came out. Instead, subtitles showed on the surface of her prison, displaying her speech.

“Get me out of here you busty bimbo!” she looked surprised at the text before her. “What?! That’s not what I said! I said voluptuous vixen!” She tried to blast the inside of the sphere with lightning, but not even sparks came out. With a look of defeat, the cleric resigned to flipping off the host.

“Uuuh, it seems you are smarter than you look. Just as defiant though.” She turned back to the invisible cameras and was already in host/bimbo mode again. “It seems our first contestant has figured out how my little resilient sphere works, can’t have her messing around with her ‘word magic’ am I right viewers?” she winked at the cameras, turned around, and made sure her ass was clearly visible in the shot. “Susie, cutie, could you please introduce our next contestant?”

“Are... are you sure you are alright boss?”

“Oh, you are such a sweetie to care! I am great, and I would feel even better if you would announce who’s coming next.”

“Ok.” She picked up her cards again and started reading from the next one. “Our next contestant has ebony skin, a strong body and even stronger spirit…”

“Oh please, don’t bring Ezmeralda into this. Whatever this place is, she doesn’t deserve it.” Hyppolita pleaded, thankful that her tone couldn’t be translated by the subtitles. Susie, however, continued her cheerful announcement unperturbed.

“… a former police officer who has changed into something else entirely, and will hopefully continue her changes on this show.” She then winked playfully at the camera. Hyppolita sighed in relief, whoever this was, whatever a ‘police officer’ was, it wasn’t Ezme. Chrissi noticed it. Susie continued.

“A hot woman with a hotter temper, taken directly from the pages of our Master’s erotic fiction story…”

“SHE IS WHAT?!” Lin exclaimed.

“… everyone, say hi, hello and welcome to the one and only Bianca la Rue!”