Keras

The group enter the temple. The inside is dark, lit only by ominous purple flames in obsidian sconces lining the walls of the cramped, narrow and imposing entry way. Arriving deeper into the temple itself there is a much wider room. The light here is even more dim, but an obsidian throne can be seen at the far end. On it sits Keras, but there's another with her. Jasciel the angel, previously believed dead, is kneeling in front of Keras, her tongue running up and down the length of Keras' large erect cock. A collar around her neck attached to a leash held in Keras right hand.

"Welcome Chosen and assorted angels to my throne," Keras greets the group.

"Jasciel! You're alive!" Perkiel yells in surprise and Jasciel glances over and immediately her eyes widen with fear and shame before Keras tugs harshly on the leash.

"Get back to work, slut," she says before addressing Perkiel, "indeed. I was nice enough to save her when her gallant saviors nearly left her to die. After all, a good cunt like this one is a valuable object," Keras teases and Perkiel bristles angrily, her hands balling into fists.

Keras stands and pulls Jasciel to her feet. "We're going to fight now I suppose? Are you ready to all become my new toys?" she asks.

"You're going to die here," Take responds evenly and Keras laughs.

"Pet... You know what to do," she addresses Jasciel who nods weakly, refusing to look at Perkiel as she steps in front of Keras and grabs her shoulders, lifting herself and positioning herself onto Keras cock. Jasciel lowers herself until Keras cock disappears entirely into Jasciel's cunt, moaning the entire time and Perkiel watches in confused horror. "Good, slut," Keras says and then looks to group. "I got my armor on, I'm ready to fight," she says with a wicked grin.

It seems she's intending to use Jasciel as a shield of sorts, that will undoubtedly make this fight harder. Malphiel is staring at Jasciel, clearly imagining herself in her position, her hands in the gauntlets squeezing into fists as she bites her lip.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 100%

Equipment: Kitsune Mask (shattered), black leather dress (Torn), fishnet bodysuit (torn), Silk chest wrap (Shredded), silk panties (punctured), Thick leather armor (-2, shredded reduced to -0 until repaired), Biker's armor (-1), Kusarigama (-3), Ninjato(-3), 3xKunai, 1xSmokebomb, 3xCaltrops, black catsuit, Thick leather armor (-2), Elysium Bow (-5 or -10 against demonic foes)

Inventory: A smooth pretty stone, A blood red whip, Slutty dress, Animate Golem Spellbook, creepy potion, angelic key, winged key, 2 vials of semen, 2xChallenge gears, Barrier Breaker, Halo, spear.

Status Effect:

Spells known: Cloak (Lvl 1, mastered, Mana Cost: 10%)

**** Lance (Lvl 1, mastered, Cost: 15%)

Fetish: Submission Lvl 1

Oral Lvl 1.

Party: Malphiel

Malphiel Health: 100%

Malphiel Mana: 100%

Malphiel Equipment: Cracked Visor, Chainmail Body Suit (-4), The Horned Helmet, The Crushers (-5).

Malphiel Spells Known: Angelic Rays (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 20%), Heavenly Soothing (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 25%), Retribution (Lvl 1, Unmastered, cost: 100%, unusable, triggers automatically at 0% hp if Malphiel has enough Mana to trigger it).

Malphiel Status Effect: Broken Wings. Combat level lowered to Medium, cannot fly.

Touch of Corruption. Maximum Mana and Health set to half of normal. Loses access to God's Light, God's Judgment and Divine Grace.

Addicted to sex. More easily aroused and more willing to engage in all manner of sexual activity regardless of context.

Third Floor Gear Challenge: Kill 10 demonic or angelic forces before leaving the floor. Nephilim does not count as either. The commander of either army only counts as 1. Completed