The Troll causes havok

The earth shook and leaves and branches fell from the trees as the huge Troll stomped to its feet and roared in fury, its massive cock swinging like a club. It thumped its chest and smashed its huge fists into the ground, causing several burning braziers to tip over and the dry foliage to ignite. The flames spread quickly.

There was an immediate panic.

The creatures in the crowd bolted. They were some of the fiercest, nastiest creatures in the forest, but the Troll's fury was terrifying, and the rapidly spreading fire only added to the sense of chaos and intimidation. Creatures were running everywhere in a general, noisy pandemonium.

A group of tree goblins hesitantly approached the raging Troll with spears, but were swatted and crushed like flies.

The Troll roared again. Gorge felt like he had had a terrible day, and he was looking for some payback.

Taking advantage of her guards' distraction, Eilwy covered her mouth with a hand to protect against smoke inhalation and ran to the World Tree entrance. She had a bag of gear and a grimoir to recover, and the opportunity could not be more perfect. No one would notice her in this mess.

In the Pit, the Dark Faery's fingers scrabbled in the dirt as she tried to get to her feet and pull away from Scar to make a run for it. But Scar grabbed her arm and twisted it painfully up her back and pulled her straight back onto his cock, making her cry out in pain and shame.

"Not yet! I'm not done with you!" he sneered, and gave her ass a slap. He been waiting a long time to fuck the Dark Faery's ass and wouldn't be denied now.

But nonetheless, he gave a nervous glance at the rampaging Troll and quickened his thrusting, eager to reach a satisfactory conclusion before the fire or Gorge reached him.

Eilwy made her way quickly through the smoke filled corridors of the World Tree. The only tree goblins she saw were hurriedly fleeing the complex and ignored her. She ducked through the building, coughing in the smoke, until she found the room with her bag and belongings.

She grabbed it and ran out of the burning World Tree as quickly as she could.

Outside, the situation was still chaotic. She could see the silhouette of the tree goblin Scar **** the poor Dark Faery, their long shadows dancing in the firelight; elsewhere she saw the Eye-Stalker retreating back into the forest, tentacles still wrapped around its desperately struggling blonde captive.

She quickly grabbed a fresh black robe from her pack and dressed. This was no time to be naked! She buckled her belt and boots on as quickly as she could, watching warily as the Troll smashed its way around the Pit.

Scar fucked the Dark Faery harder still, desparately trying to finish. Even over the sounds of pandemonium, the wet fapfapfap of his cock slamming into the poor Dark Faery's ass was clearly audible, as were her defeated, humiliated moans.

Finally, Scar climaxed. Gripping the Dark Faery's ass firmly, he gave four hard, slow thrusts and shot his spunk into her. And then he rolled off her, breathing heavily, and she slumped defeated into the mud and dirt.

Now he just had to get out of there.