Ahthrina owns the paladins

In the capitol city, there's a majestic cathedral where Etherial's all-female paladin order is based. After the emergence of the titans, these were among the first warriors called upon to drive them back. They also quickly became the favorite playthings of Ahthrina.

When you catch up to the smallest of titans, she's up on the roof of the cathedral, dangling two sets of magical puppet strings over the side. The first of these are attached to the wrists and plain white panties of Luci, a voluptuous blonde elf woman who for a long time served as the head of Etherial's paladins. The other set of strings holds a short-haired ginger paladin with c-cup boobs and a daring little red thong that she doubtlessly wasn't planning for Luci to see. Together they hang, wearing nothing but their underpants, subject to the magical compulsions of the puppet strings.

"Avert your eyes!" shouts Luci as Ahthrina makes her kick the other woman in the ass. The townsfolk don't seem to hear her.

"Come on, guys!" says the red-head, addressing a group she knows from her local watering hole. "This isn't cool!"

Ahthrina squeals with glee and kicks her legs delightedly over the edge of the cathedral. She's relishing the humiliation of the paladins, and she still has a whole bucket of them to go through.

"So," you say to Raider, "what do you want to do about this one? She's small by titan standards, but she's got to still be about twenty feet tall."

"Indeed," says Raider. "We should sit here and carefully think of a plan."

Raider watches calmly as the paladins start wrestling in the mud. As one, they reach behind each other, grab the other's panties, and yank them up over their heads. You suspect that he may need a little while to plan properly.