Saved!

Hearing screams to her left, Dew ducked into the nearest passageway. She followed it until it opened into a large cavern, where the screams had died to soft muttering and the clinks of falling armor. As she rounded the corner Dew saw a group of Toads gathered in a semi-circle around what appeared to be another toad and a female.

Quickly scanning the rest of the brightly lit cave, Dew discerned no further threats and set about thinking up a strategy. One toad lay bleeding in a heap, accompanied by several pieces of armor. Somewhat behind the armor lay a sword and a dagger. One of the toads seemed to be grasping a wound. As she surveyed the scene Dew, doubted she'd be able to take the Toads out quick enough, even if she could combine her spells. It was then that she heard the gasp and sudden wail of pain from the female. As the Elder Toad mounted the female, Dew saw a hint of Blonde hair and knew it to be Cecilia.

Without a thought, Dew whipped the dagger off of the floor into the closest Toad's neck, sending it falling backward with a gurgle. Luckily for Dew, the sound was drowned out by Cecilia's screams of pain and pleasure. With her confidence bolstered, Dew raised both hands enchanting a nearby torch's fire, and the discarded sword. The weight of the sword put her slightly off balance, but nonetheless she launches both the sword and the flames forth at the same time. The flame lanced into the wounded Toad's mouth incinerating it from within to leave a twitching husk. The sword however did not fly so smoothly and landed in the other toad's shoulder blades sending it down howling.

The elder toad finished its desecration of Cecilia to the screams, and turned to find its allies defeated and an enraged mage advancing with both hands raised. It hissed and shot its tongue out like a whip, connecting with Dew's eye, so it could flee quickly into the shadows.

Dew, momentarily stunned by the impact stumbled forward and lost sight of the fleeing elder. Reaching out to her ally, she strayed too close to the toad with the sword in its back. In its final act, it sank its claws into Dew's thigh, before laying still.

Dew, jolted by the sudden sting slapped the hand away, but thought nothing of the tiny drops of blood in her thigh. Thinking the new warmth spreading throughout her body nothing more than the excitement of her victory.

She began collecting Cecilia's armor, despite the growing warmth between her thighs...