Rescue her

For a moment Eilwy contemplated her next step, watching Jomath be humiliated and soiled by filthy goblins was the most pleasurable sight she witnessed in years. The arrogant and righteous White Witch desperately fucking her **** to lessen her pain.

But then a dark curtain of anger built within her. Who were these pathetic goblins to take what was hers, Jomath is to be Eilwy's, her ****, not some fuck hole for these wretches. The entire reason she was in this predicament was to gain possession of the Witch. She would not let them claim her prize.

Eilwy moved her hands, fingers twitching as she inscribed glyph onto the air. Then at her commands the glyph exploded in a burst of dark magic. The goblins turned to look at her, seeking the source of the disturbance, upon spotting her Scar gave a frustrated grunt. He was so close, just a few more seconds but the Dark Faery would have his hide if she saw her prisoner free.

"Aren't you an eager little slut. I was going to take you later but since you've interrupted me, might as well do it now," Scar said, pulling out of Jomath. Then he motioned at the Eilwy, his fellows sprang at her, green feet clapping against the floor.

Eilwy broke in a cold sweat, this wasn't how it was suppose to play out. Her magic was suppose to banish the wretches to some dark plane. What went wrong ? Was the spell delayed because of her weakness or was there some attribute to the Dark Faery's realm that nullified it ?