Get some answers

As you walk towards the resistance camp, you start to ask some questions to your new friends. Mainly to have a better idea of what's going on, but also to distract you from your nudity, the nice rubbing of the ropes with each step you take and the incessant buzzing on your clit.

"So who were those guy? And this Solvene lady? And who are you by the way?"

The female soldier laughs under her helmet before answering "Slow down John, I understand you have questions. So first of all, I'm Eleanor, nice to meet you. And he's Jason." She said while motioning to Jason who was walking behind you and who waved at you when you turned your head towards him.

"Those guys in the limo were part of Solvene's soldiers. They abduct newbies from the airport by passing themselves as regular EF city limos. Solvene is their leader, we don't really know where she came from but one day, people started disappearing from the city. No one really noticed at first cause people come and go a lot, but after some time, friends or family members of those people became suspicious. They started looking for them and that's how we found Solvene's castle. For some reason, she started to kidnap and enslave people and it doesn't look like she'll stop soon if we don't do anything. So some people banded together to try and get those captured ones back. "

Your head is spinning from all those information. "So if you guys didn't helped me escape that car?" "You'd be on your way to Solvene's castle yeah."

You gulp, wondering about the fate you narrowly escaped. "And, if no one at camp can remove those ropes and the....hmm, circle?"

Eleanor doesn't answer yet. "Well, Michael should be able to deal with the ropes. He's your best shot at this. However, the only person who can remove conjured vibrating circles like yours is the one that summoned them."

Which means Solvene herself, just great.

"Don't worry though, we'll do our best to help you out of those." She finishes with a comforting hand on your shoulder as you walk deeper in the forest.

You keep up with the small talk as you walk but you can't shake the feeling that nothing will go smoothly.