Offer the Witch to the Kraken.

Allowed your freedom, both you and Amara swim back down to the group. You then take the Witch of Decay by her cuffs, and look up to Selinda with an innocent smile. "You know, she has been pretty bad. Maybe this will be a good punishment. She turned other creatures into her toys, so how about she plays the role of a toy for a little bit?"

Wow. That sounds kinda bad out loud. I forgot that Amara's mom is still here. You turn around to gauge her reaction.

Yaera smiles. "That sounds like an appropriate punishment, I suppose."

"Ooh. Thanks!" Selinda smiles wide, and several crimson tentacles start wriggling towards your group. One by one, the Witch's limbs are restrained. They bind both legs and pull them to the sides. Her arms are pulled away, and her torso is grabbed as well. Slowly, she's raised up, and is pressed against the center of the giant woman's tits.

The Witch's face turns red. "I am ever so pissed! Release me at--Ah! N-No!"

Tendrils beneath her dress begin to caress her body. She gasps as she touch upon sensitive spots, especially after you filled her with a bit of power from a Pleasure spell. The shape of writhing tentacles is seen within her clothes. Suddenly, there's a loud tearing sound. The lolita dress is torn completely open and begins to drift away into the sea. Her bra and panties are jet black, and now she's wearing nothing more than those and a pair of shoes.

"Oops," Selinda says. "I'm getting too excited."

"You bi--!" Before she can speak, a tendril sticks into her mouth and muffles her speech.

Meanwhile, the rest of you discuss what to do next.

"We need to take her with us," Yaera explains. "As we need her to close the portal once we are on the other side. As much as she has hurt the sea, it will be the elves of Morniwo that will decide her fate."

"That makes sense," you respond.

"Speaking of which," Amara says. She points in the distance.

A few mermaids are on their way. The one in the front holds a trident--the same girl as before. She swims over to your group, looks at the strange situation behind you, and then turns back to you. "What happened here?"

"We won," you say bluntly.

You look back to the Witch. One tendril is slipped down her stomach and into her panties--writhing against her most sensitive spot. Two more squeeze her tits, which is slowly pushing her bra right off her chest. She moans, but only against the other that's sliding in and out of her mouth. Another two gently play with her hardened nipples, just with the tips. Her face is burning red, and her chest heaves up and down. She shivers with pleasure as Selinda works her magic.

"Oh. That's the Witch of Decay," you clarify.

"I see." The mermaid shrugs. "I apologize. I was wrong about your group. If you ever find yourselves back here, please look for me. My name is Rhail. I know you must want to hurry back to where you came from."

"Mmm... Mmmm~!" From behind, the Witch orgasms, though Selinda continues to play.

Amara glances between everybody around. She looks distracted. Something is bothering her.

You eye her over. "Are you all right?" you ask softly.

"Aaahh~!" The tentacle withdraws from the Witch's mouth, causing her powerful moan to escape.

"Wow. You're a screamer," Selinda comments.

Amara rubs her arm bashfully. "It is nothing."

"Please, let me know if there's something wrong."

She gently takes your arm, and pulls you to the side. "I have been selfish," she whispers.

"What do you mean?"

"Part of the reason I wanted to come to Silverleaf with you. It was not just because my mother could be there. I wanted to... spend time with you. I do not mind sharing, but Eva and Niki were able to spend all that time getting to know you better. But even here, I--"

Yaera holds you from behind. "When we return, I will request a reservation of the mixed area of the hot spring in return for putting a stop to the vortex. Then, the three of us will have a proper bath together. Then you may get to know Kyle all you would like, for as long as you would like, before we find this flower of yours. Does that sound all right, sweetest daughter?"

You raise a brow. "But if you're there, she's still not--"

"Oh yes!" Amara throws her arms around you. "That sounds lovely. Thank you, mother."

The Witch of Decay slowly floats down beside you. Her bra is barely hanging on, and her panties are down to her thighs. She looks dizzy, and her face is flushed. It doesn't look like you need to worry about her doing anything bad for awhile.

"One more thing, before you depart from these lands," the mermaid speaks up.

"What's up?" you ask.

She hands her trident to one of the other mermaids. Then, she reaches behind her back, and undoes the string holding her shell bra to her body. She lowers it down, releasing her perky tits. Her nipples are dark aqua, just like the colour of her scales. Your eyes widen as she hands it out for you to take. You see a dark blue hue appear across her face.

"Huh?!" You look down at her chest.

"It's a tradition. When a mermaid swears a favour to somebody, she gives them her top. Then when the debt is repaid, it's given back. J-Just take it, okay? If you're going to stare, I'm taking it back."

"Th-Thanks." You reach out and accept the strange gift. "So you're just topless until you repay it?"

"Of course not!" She wraps her arms around her chest. "I have other tops. What kind of lady do you think I am?"

Lynx slowly swims up to your shoulder. "Where do you even put it in a mermaid?" she whispers.

You peer your eyes over. "... Why is that what came to your mind?"

It came to my mind too, but she doesn't have to know that.