Dew finds a familiar face.

The toad bore down on Dew, it's cock erect between them. The elf mage pushed her hand out as she finished her incantation, blasting a bolt of energy at her attacker. The toad flew back, striking the cave wall and falling limp to the ground. Dew exhaled. She looked down at the rip along the bottom of her robes. That was too close. Its barb had almost gotten her in the thigh, and if it had...

...Well, if it had she would be on her back, gleefully being fucked by the toad instead of walking away from it's corpse. She hoped that Cecilia and Myria were having the same luck she was having. She'd killed three toads so far. She reached down to the barb that had almost hit her. Carefully, she picked it up between two fingers and examined it in the light of her glowing spell.

"Dew?" a familiar voice came from nearby. Dew swung around and saw Myria standing there at the entrance to the chamber she was in. The human duelist seemed in good health, but... she was naked.

"Myria!" Dew started forward. "Are you okay? Did..." She stopped, suddenly realizing what Myria's nudity could mean. "Did the toads...?

"No," Myria said. "They tried, but..." She shrugged, and smiled. She approached Dew slowly. Something about her seemed oddly guarded. "Just need some new clothes when we get back to town."

"I could conjure something to replace them, perhaps," the elf suggested.

"No, it's okay. These caves are pretty warm. What's that?" Myria nodded to the barb in Dew's hand.

"One of the toad's venom barbs," she said. She pointed to the dead creature nearby. "This one almost got me, but now that I have a sample, maybe I can brew an antidote."

"I got hit by one," Myria said. "Dew... It felt amazing." The human's hands drifted subconsciously to her groin. "It was like... like pure liquid sex."

"How did you get it out of your system?"

Myria gave Dew a mischievous smile. "Why don't you find out?" The duelist's hand flashed out faster than Dew could follow. She grabbed the dripping barb and jabbed it into the elf's neck.

Rapture flooded through Dew's body as the venom entered her system. Her skin tingled, suddenly hyper-sensitive to even the feeling of her robes rubbing her flesh. She gasped as her nipples stiffened with arousal.

Myria grabbed the back of Dew's head and kissed her, and the elf leaned into the kiss with wild abandon, groping at Myria's ass and tits. Dew's cunt was suddenly on fire and began to moisten.

"Oh gods, Myria," Dew gasped. "What have you done?"

"I just got you ready for Grull is all," Myria giggled.

"Who's Grull?"

A thick hand grabbed Dew by the shoulder.

"I am Grull," came a strong, masculine voice.