The Beast

The voices seem to snap the group out of their illusions, the elf does not seem to break from the illusion. "Like the voices suggest, get near each other!" Cherchiel yells out. Stepping forward with the elf as Yulia moves behind her and places her hand on her shoulder. Muma riding on Yulia's head slips down onto her shoulder as they face the light.

Cherchiel hesitates and then pushes the elf forward towards the light. The light disappears as the elf approaches it and where the light was a woman appears. She appears to be a beautiful, curvy woman with shoulder length black hair that falls in curls, large perky breasts with bright pink nipples, red eyes bordering on pink, black painted lips and... a pair of curling demonic horns, large bat like wings and a red spade tipped tail curling around her right thigh. She catches the elf by the throat and he lets out a choked sound.

"I'm afraid I don't have time to devour you properly," she tells him in an apologetic voice, with an almost accusatory glance at Yulia et al, before, keeping him between herself and the group she kisses him passionately. He resists for a moment before submitting and beginning to kiss her back, his hands moving to stroke her sides. His body begins to grow thinner as the kiss continues, his arms falling to his sides after a moment as his entire body goes limp and soon after that he's reduced to a nearly skeletal state, his skin clinging to his bones before his skin too vanishes, leaving her holding a skeleton, her lips pressed against it's grinning maw before she chucks it over the heads of Yulia and the others, the skeleton landing with a clatter in the other area.

The group watch this in mute horror and then the demonic woman speaks again, "Nice to see you again, Yulia. I was very disappointed when you didn't show up in the demon path, but at least we're reacquainted once again," she says idly.

"H... have we met?" Yulia asks weakly.

"Of course! We shared a delightful meal together, well you ate at least... Hmm I suppose this is the wrong form..." she says and then her form begins to ripple like water and she changes, taking on a new form. Now appearing as... Ash, the ranger Yulia met on the second floor.

Yulia gasps, "Wh... What the hell? Ash?" she asks confused and surprised.

Ash grins, "I suppose a more proper introduction is in order. Church Healer, Yulia Maestra, it is a pleasure to meet you, I am Duke Ash Medai of the Tower Below, Archdemon of Lust," he says with a bow as at the same time, he slings his bow off of his shoulder and into his hands, "So... I see you've made some friends, including an angel! How cute... Do you think the three of you will be able to beat me?" he asks, his hand stringing back the bow as an arrow seems to materialize in the bow, the tip of the arrow emitting a pink smoke.

"We'll easily destroy you!" Cherchiel yells, suddenly galvanized, seemingly by the nature and identity of her opponent and Ash smiles.

"Ooh! I like the energy. I'll enjoy draining it out of you," he says and then continues, "of course... If you don't want to fight I have another option. Two in fact. I know if you're here it's because you want 'the Beast' gone. I'll leave, permanently. Return to the Tower Below and never enter this forest again by my own volition, if you do one of two things for me. First... I'd love to eat the spunky angel lady. I haven't had an angel in so long, you would not believe how good they taste," he says and Cherchiel visibly stiffens at the concept, "or two... You and I never got to finish our dinner date. You got to eat the lovely meal I prepared, but I never got to eat anything. Also... you were right to be cautious. The first bird was fine, the second was ****, but anyway my proposal is... You let me have a taste of you. I won't devour you completely, just a taste and I'll leave, what do you say, Yulia?" he offers, smiling at her.

"Yulia... If you agree to either of his proposals I will never forgive you..." Cherchiel comments, her voice darkly serious.

"If you don't, well we'll fight... and if I win... You. All three of you. Will die," Ash states.

"Would you accept me in lieu of Cherchiel?" Muma suddenly asks and Ash tilts his head.

"Perhaps... Are you so eager to die?"

"I might die anyway and... you at least seem to offer a better way to go than what might await me..." she says nervously.

"Alright then... I will also accept the fairy," Ash states with a shrug, "fairies aren't quite as delicious as angels, but I am magnanimous,"

(Health: 200%

Mana: 100%

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 3 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 1 syringe of poison, 1 syringe of adrenaline, 1 syringe of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, 8 days worth of rations, 3 two liter water jug, 1 half filled two liter water jug, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, 2 vials of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier, 4 arrows, Quiver, God's Favour (Halo), 1 pouch of alchemical ingredients, 1 sack of cooking ingredients (Apples), Bone Spear.

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Great Cure (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 15%)

Energize (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%)

Unlock (Lvl 1, Unmastered, Cost: 15%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors).

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1, Masochism Rank: 1,

Status Effect: Permanent increase to physical attribute. Combat level raised to medium

Psychosexual Break: In order to deal with her trauma, Yulia has begun to subconsciously fetishize her experiences.

Deflowered: Virginity Lost, sexual experience changed to: Inexperienced, non-virgin.

Companion: Cherchiel, Blacksmith.

Cherchiel Equipment: Ultra Durable Spear, Ultra Durable Shield, Reinforced Bodysuit.

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