You keep up your guard

Her first blow comes mere seconds later, Jeanette swinging her plank at you wildly. With **** speed, she almost takes your head clean off as you dodge out of the way. Striking forward, you cut into her arm, but not only does this not slow her down, she doesn’t even bleed.

Nor does she seem to notice, as she brings the club down on you. Bringing your sword up you lean into the blow, slicing the top of the plank off.

Undeterred, Jeanette lunges at you, swinging the remains of the plank sideways. She doesn’t go for your head, instead swinging at your hands.

“Fucking stop!” you yell, parrying blow after blow, “this is insane!”

“You hurt my love” comes the snarled, hissing reply. “And you will be punished in kind.” With a precise, crushing blow, she knocks your sword clean out of your hands, sending it clattering away across the floor. A wild grin spreads across her face as you back away.

Jeanette drops the plank, cracking her knuckles as she strides forward. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy thi-”

WHACK! She doesn’t get to finish the sentence, as Dew clobbers her over the head with the plank she just dropped, the drow girl diving out from her hiding place. Jeanette staggers before collapsing at your feet, ****.

“I DID IT!” Dew screams, staring in shock at the orc and then at you. “I actually fucking did it!”

She literally starts to bounce up and down, stepping on Jeanette like a hunter after a successful kill. As the adrenalin leaves your body and the tension ends, the two of you start to laugh like idiots, glad to still be alive.

******

Trussing up the two women with Dew’s old binds, you relax as the adrenalin leaves your system, muscles beginning to ache. The silence gives you time to look over Chaski, since the whorish elf has been masturbating non-stop throughout your fight. It seems that having sex has not satiated her in the slightest. “Sooo hot” she moans to herself.

“Right” you say, your voice gruff as you stare over the naked elf, “I think I’ve damn well enough ‘proven myself worthy’, so what in the name of the gods did you want me to do?”

Chaski weakly motions towards the door. “Head to the antechamber” she gasps, “the gods wish to speak with you.”

You share a worried glance with Dew. “You sure you can watch these three by yourself?”

She scoffs. “They’re tied up, how bad could it be.”

“That’s not very reassuring.”

“Too bad, I’m not keeping you here and pissing off some gods.”

You can’t really argue with that, so you head off to the antechamber. The door to the Chamber of Gifts is wide open, and you nervously peek inside. Scanning the unfamiliar room, you notice that something has changed since your last visit. The door to the godly realm is open.

“ENTER” comes a booming feminine voice, and after steeling yourself you cross the boundary.