The Shaman loses control of the Gnolls

The Gnoll Shaman barked another command, pounding his staff on the ground and pointing back toward the caves. He began to walk in that direction, but the Gnolls seemed almost as though they had failed to hear his order. Rather than follow the Shaman, the Gnolls were fixated on the bound Bravos, their eyes tracing over the trapped women, particularly fixating on Emmaline who's top had been torn away. With her manacled state, she was unable to fix the garment or do much to cover her sizable chest.

The Shaman raised his staff, as though to speak again, but one of the Gnolls interrupted him, letting out a drawn out howl. After a moment, another Gnoll joined in, then another, until the entire pack was echoing their eerie cry through the woods. Emmaline gave a puzzled look, which mirrored on Fuu's face. Liv, however, was starting to piece things together. From the Gnoll's nudity to their fully erect cocks, to the overly base and animalistic behavior the Gnolls were demonstrating, it was apparent-- they were giving in to their instincts, and this was about to take a dramatic turn for the worst.