Jen spits.

Cleaning with her fingers didn't help much. Her skin keeps sticky and shiny all over her face, and you can see some drops of his cum still stuck to her hair, badly camouflaged by her blonde hair. She's ashamed enough not to answer the boy, instead she just spits her mouthful on the ground, some drops dripping down her chin.

"Oh, th-that's fine. But THANKS for... this" he says. The boy hesitates for a moment, as if he's about to say something, then turns around and leaves. Meanwhile, the priestess uses her hands to clean her breasts. Like her face, it does remove most of the substances, but not all of it. Jen reaches her inventory and pulls a book out. She takes a few white pages off of it and tries using them to clean herself. After doing her best to hide her shameful situation and closing the armor back, she leaves the alley. You find the boy sitting on his chair again, and judging by the fact that no one seems to be acting differently, except the boy waving to Jen, seems like the plan worked.

You two just walk towards the nearby gate. On the way, Jen talks you you

"Why didn't you help me? And why are you still blocking my magic? I told you I would help" And I think that question was answered already. I don't trust you "I just sucked someone's dick to help you, you ungrateful bush! Priestesses of Amari reject the male being! If I swallowed a single drop of his cum I'd probably lose my powers completely! And would surely be banned from the sisterhood!" You will have your powers and freedom returned once I have what I want. Until then, you're my hostage. As for your oral sacrifice, you didn't swallow anything and I can still feel your powers, so don't act like you actually lost anything.

The priestess begins saying something but sees her friends a few seconds away, hidden between a few trees with three horses. When you get close enough they see you two as well and the hunter says

"Finally! Thought we'd have to go after you"

"Sorry, had a little problem with my magic..." she says, trying not to raise suspicions.

"No problem, babe" the healer says approaching and hugging Jen. She kisses her cheek and continues "Look, we got these three horses. We had some time to talk with those fellows and, well, the white one is calmer. He's very well trained and obeys every command, he's easy to ride. He's also the slowest one. The black one, on the other side, is his opposite. He's the fastest and seems to be the strongest. But he's also very aggressive. And the brown mare is very balanced on both qualities: easier than the black and faster than the white. We didn't pick any one yet as we were waiting for you, but you can choose first"