Follow the man again.

As you turn, you can see an old mine cart track leading this way. There are other remnants as well, from planks of wood to rusted shovels and pickaxes. The man continues to run along the track, and you spot up ahead the dimly lit silhouette of a door build into a crude wooden wall. You can hear the sounds the others were hearing as you get closer, though that wasn't a scream of terror. You hear a different kind of scream, and it isn't alone. You also hear heavy breaths, whimpering, and the sound of a mattress squeaking.

You're faster than him, however. You reach the door and try to stop him. Before anything, you peer into the keyhole to see what's inside. There's light within from an oil lantern, as well as two figures.

The first figure you notice is familiar. Chila--the harpy with dark violet feathers hair who wears something very similar to Chula. Though right now, she's wearing nothing but her white ribbon which ties back her hair. Her tube top is laying on the floor across the room as well as her shorts with cuts made up the sides to show off her hips. She's the shortest of the three, and the flattest, but you look in awe at her naked body grinding up against a second below her on top of an old mattress.

Patricia is a young woman with long red hair and bright blue eyes. Her clothes are thrown about, as if they were discarded in with a heat of passion, and the two are so involved that they don't even notice people are speaking right outside. The harpy slides her tongue up Patty's quivering naked body--breathing heavily, face as red as her hair. As the tongue glides between her legs, she arcs her back and lets out a pleasurable moan. The tongue reaches up to glide over her perky breasts, and she flicks it against one of her nipples. Then Patty grabs the other girl and kisses her neck, which causes her wings to wildly flutter in the air as she gasps. They toss and turn as they explore each other's bodies, and things are getting more heated by the second.

"Patty!" The man has energy, that's for certain. He slams his shoulder into the rickety wooden door and it collapses into the room. The two inside notice the loud banging and the entrance of a crowd, and they peer in that direction.

As the redhead pulls back against the wall, Chila curls around the side of her and conceals both of their bodies with her purple wings.

"Wh--... What the fuck?!" the man shouts.

"Tony!" the girl replies. "And oh my gosh. Who are all of these people? More people from the caravan?"

Chula hurries into the room. "All right. Nothing to see here, sickos. They're not exhibitionists."

You look quickly to Eva and then back to the others. The bunny notices this, and you can feel a sudden wave of anger.

"You cheating bitch!" the man stomps forwards.

"Oh great. We got involved in an affair," you mumble.

"Affair?" Patricia speaks up. "I keep telling you, Tony. We're not together anymore! Stop following me. Do you know why I'm here? I staged the whole thing! I ran into these harpies on a trip recently, and I finally found where I want to be. Away from you, up in the hills with someone who actually cares."

Chila nuzzles up against her neck. She then looks over to Tony with a smug face.

"I will not be cucked by a bird!" The man raises his blade to attack.

"Entangle," you whisper and point your hand forwards.

Tony begins stomping towards the mattress when he lands directly on your trap. The blue tendrils burst up and wrap around his arms and legs. They pull him tight, causing him to fumble and drop his sword to the ground with a loud clank. "Ah! What the--?"

"Apparently he's been harassing her for several weeks." Chula walks up to stand beside you. "The bastard was already cheating on her. And when she wanted to break up, he threatened her. He's been basically stalking her since then. She felt like she was in danger, but then she ran into us, and well... I actually have never seen Chila act like this before with anyone."

You look to them. "So are you going to turn her into--"

"If that's what she wants."

Patricia fidgets in place. It seems you really did catch them in the most intimate moment. They probably really want to finish.

The man breaks one of his feet and arms free, hurting himself in a blind rage. He reaches down and grabs his sword and begins wildly swinging at the rest of the tendrils. It won't be long before he's free.

Niki runs forwards. "Get over it, man!"

But it's too late. He breaks free and practically pounces towards the mattress with his weapon ready. Though, you're not only close, but your body has slowly become honed by combat. You're no level one. Before he can do anything, you meet his blade with your own. The metal glows bright, though you're the only one that knows the reason why. To everybody else, it probably looks as if it's radiating with magical power. Technically that's still true, but...

"You're with them?" The man spits on the ground and swings again.

"Seriously. You gotta get over her, man. You're creeping everyone out." You deflect the blow.

Then, Niki grabs him from behind and holds his hands behind his back. With her strength, he has no chance of escaping.

"You saved us," Chila whispers.

You turn to see the two naked girls laying behind you. Her wings have slowly relaxed, exposing much of their heated bodies. You gaze down at Patricia's naked bust and curvy hips, and the slender body that's curled around it. As warmth comes to your cheeks, you turn away again. "Not a problem," you say in the bravest voice you can muster.

"Out, out. They need privacy," Chula insists.

The man is escorted by **** and the rest of you follow. The last one to leave is Chula, who lifts the door back up with her talons and crudely fits it back into the doorway. As soon as you begin to leave, you can hear them start up again--gasping, moaning. It isn't long before you hear a, "Yes, yes, yes, aaah~!" coming from behind. And then more. You're actually not certain who is which, as Chila doesn't seem to speak all that often in the first place.

"How romantic," Chini whispers. She smiles, and looks to be in her own world.