The Heart... Again... HOPEFULLY FOR REAL THIS TIME ACTUALLY!

The three women make their way to the hut where the pervert elf is being held. The elf has been bound with vine like ropes and is on his knees, another elf guarding him. He looks up as Yulia, Cherchiel and Muma enter. The guard merely nods in acknowledgement as they arrive and they approach the pervert elf. He struggles for a moment, standing up without using his bound hands.

"I'm going to be fed to the beast," he states, a manic grin on his face.

"So, we've heard," Cherchiel responds.

"Yes... I'm actually sorry it had to be this way. I understand it's not your fault. You've fallen prey to this... corruption. Can you tell us about it?" Yulia offers. The pervert elf looks thoughtful and then licks his lips.

"Sure, I'll tell you all about it. If you use your hands, mouth, tits, ass or pussy to get me off while I do," he offers.

"Ugh what a creep..." Muma mutters and Yulia sighs.

"It's not his fault I guess... He's afflicted. If it's the only way to get information, maybe we can do something... I'd rather not, but... I mean he is also sentenced to ****, he might deserve some kind of last wish..." Yulia responds and the pervert elf looks surprised and then eager, thrusting his hips and cock forward.

Cherchiel glares at him, "Mistress... This man threatened to kill us and wanted to probably **** us... Are you really going to debase yourself for him? We don't even know if the information he has is useful," Cherchiel argues.

"I know what he did, Cherchiel, but... If he did it because he's suffering from this corruption, then he's no different from any of the sick people I've dealt with in the past, some of whom have been violent in their fear and desperation. They require sympathy and assistance, not to be shunned for their actions, especially if they can't properly be held accountable for them," Yulia argues.

"Mistress... You are far too nice, but... It is one of your most endearing qualities, still we have time before his execution, let's allow the voices to decide whether we should go through with this, okay?" Cherchiel suggests.

"At the very least if we do decide to go through with it, I would of course only use my hands," Yulia explains, "I sympathize with him and am willing to help him, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna do more than is necessary,"

"You ever given a handjob before?" Muma asks and Yulia hesitates.

"No..." she answers after a bit.

"Oof... An unskilled handjob can be a problem, it might take quite a while to get someone off like that," Muma informs Yulia and Yulia glances at the pervert elf's still thrust forward cock and sighs.

"We'll deal with it if it comes to it, for now, I suppose we should go check out that plant again and hope nothing gets in our way this time," Yulia says and the three women leave the hut.

"You talk as if you have a lot of experience," Cherchiel asks Muma and Muma grins.

"Oh yeah I used to be very popular among the boys," Muma states proudly.

the three women enter the green lit area again and mercifully there is no Lumberer this time. Yulia approaches the plant cautiously and as she does it seems to shudder and then it opens and a woman emerges. Her lower half is part of the flower, but her upper half is that of a nude green skinned woman with dark purple nipples, red flower petals on her head mimic the appearance of a short, styled hairdo and a pair of large, round, purple eyes examine the three women carefully. The plant woman claps her hands together in front of her large, pendulous breasts and grins, revealing sharp fangs, "Oh chosen you've come!" she states cheerfully.

Yulia is slightly startled and takes a few steps back from the woman, "Um hi... Yeah I'm here... My name is Yulia, what's yours?" she introduces herself nervously.

"I am Flora! The guardian of the forest's heart. I protect the entrance to the deep woods and as I'm sure you've guessed by now," her grin widens showing her fangs more and needle like claws slip out from her fingers, "you're going to have to beat me if you want to proceed to the next floor," all friendliness is gone as Flora watches Yulia eagerly, hungerly.

"You... You're the floor boss?" Yulia asks and Flora nods.

"Yes and I can't wait to fight you. I'm going to enjoy devouring you, your flesh looks soft and juicy, but don't worry before I eat you I'll drown you in so much pleasure you won't even feel it when my teeth sink into you," she says her voice, previously somewhat soft and melodic has now taken on a high pitched, manic tone.

"D... do we have to fight now?" Yulia asks and immediately Flora reverts to her previous nicer self, her claws vanishing.

"Oh no if you have something else to do first on this floor, go ahead. I've waited a long time for you and I can wait a little longer," she answers.

Yulia, Cherchiel and Muma retreat quickly to Faidhalm and Yulia hugs herself shivering slightly, "Muma... she's not... not serious is she? She's not actually going to eat me is she?" she asks and Muma looks apologetic.

"I'm afraid she is... If we lose to her she'll eat you, she'll probably eat Cherchiel and I as well, but I'm not sure about that," Muma clarifies.

"So, we only have once chance against her... Two I guess with the Halo... that's... I guess people weren't kidding when they said floor 4 would be tougher... We have at least two enemies on this floor that we're not even sure we can beat, an army of horny goblins in one direction and in the other... a carnivorous plant lady... If I lose to Lumberer... Will he also kill me?"

"I believe Lumberer will not kill you, he'll... well... Fuck you until you wish you were dead I imagine, but you will... still live... The beast will likely kill you and add your bones to its pile... The goblins... well it sounds like if you lose to them they'll sacrifice you to the thing in the dark, but... that doesn't seem to be a **** sentence, although knowing what it is... I'd prefer ****, than letting that ugly thing touch me..." Muma explains.

Yulia falls to her knees, "the idea of dying... of failure meaning that I'd die here and doom my world. Spending my last moments here... I'd tried not to really think about that possibility too much, but I guess I don't have that luxury anymore... It's do or die now... I need to survive and save my world..." Yulia mutters, her body shaking with fear. Cherchiel quickly kneels beside her and hugs her tightly.

"You can do this Mistress, WE can do this!" she cheers, trying to comfort her.

(Health: 200%

Mana: 80%

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Standard Panties, 3 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 1 syringe of poison, 1 syringe of adrenaline, 1 syringe of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, 8 days worth of rations, 4 two liter water jug, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, 2 vials of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier, 4 arrows, Quiver, God's Favour (Halo), 1 pouch of alchemical ingredients, 1 sack of cooking ingredients (Apples), Bone Spear.

Spells known: Great Heal (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Great Cure (Lvl 2, Mastered, Cost: 15%)

Energize (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 25%)

Icicle (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 15%)

Unlock (Lvl 1, Unmastered, Cost: 15%)

Repair (Lvl 1, Mastered, Cost: 5%-20% depending on factors).

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1, Masochism Rank: 1,

Status Effect: Permanent increase to physical attribute. Combat level raised to medium

Psychosexual Break: In order to deal with her trauma, Yulia has begun to subconsciously fetishize her experiences.

Deflowered: Virginity Lost, sexual experience changed to: Inexperienced, non-virgin.

Companion: Cherchiel

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