Defeated

The battle was a blur. Arrows, spells, rusty scimitars flying everywhere. Unfortunately, one too many unlucky strays found their marks. One by one, we defenders of the grove fall.

If not for the goblin reinforcements, we may have been able to turn it around. But, a poisoned arrow caught my arm, and I couldnt stand any longer.

As my eyes grow heavy, and my vision blurs, the last thing I see is Lae'zel and Shadowheart surrounded by goblins, little green cocks forced into every avaliable hole, and being showered in cum.