Let's milk it!

You decide to keep going at it like the sea tyrant you are. It held some risk but greater risk usually yielded greater rewards. And this was fun anyhow, how many villages did you get to destroy, ****, and pillage anyway? Not enough, that was for sure.

While still pumping cum into the two lucky elves, you go further inland and continue to crush the constructs of the elves, freezing, tossing, and grabbing those scrambling in the chaos as you went farther from the ocean.

Thanks to your gorgon traits, you weren't completely out of your element but you were more powerful in the ocean than not. As you got closer to the inner sanctum of the elves, you noticed hoe much sturdier their buildings were compared to the docks and how less panicked they were. Guess your initial terrifying affect was were off.

"Raaaargh!"

That got your attention. That was some type of war cry from a warrior just above you. Yep, above you hanging on some vines were a few elf warrior, some young, some milfs, in warpaint women wearing loose leaf skirts holding spears and arrows. A challenge from the prey, eh?

You hissed, thrashing a few of your tentacles in a display of some of your power that crushed a few trees and huts, daring them to make the first move. They visibly flinched, looking as if they were having second thoughts but they didn't back off. Fine, if they would not flee then they would be fucked like the elves you were currently cumming inside.

Hard. Very hard.