The delegation is interrupted

Hilda nervously walked behind Hunk and the women. She could hardly stand the enjoyment of watching his ass shake atop his horse. If only those other women weren't here. Then she could risk a small flirtatious advance.

As they entered the court through the large doors, Hunk began to address the crowd. "My neighbors! How wondrous to meet you! I will endeavor to...!"

Hilda stopped paying attention. A strange magical glow began to swirl around him, as well as the dwarf, elf, and half-orc. Hilda felt dizzy and she realized she was caught in the trap too! Before she could act, the group was teleported away from the safety of the court, and Hilda felt herself plummet onto a stone cold floor.

She slowly rose to her feet to see that she was in a creepy chamber filled with chains and lit torches. An open window revealed that she was in a large tower over a barren wasteland. The girls had landed beside her in absolute shock.

"W-Where are we?!" Piahla screamed.

Shanks pulled out her sword. "Who dares attack us!"

A female voice came from the side. "Me."

The girls turned to see a raven haired woman wielding a large staff in her hand. Her royal blue dress left little to the imagination, exposing one leg, both arms, and a ton of cleavage. She pointed her staff at the ceiling, allowing Hunk to fall through a portal to the floor. He slowly rose to his knees, and every girl gasped in shock and delight.

"Oh my!" Rolga said with lust.

"M-My lord! Y-You...!" Piahla could barely speak.

Hilda and Shanks couldn't bear to look away. Hunk nervously looked down to see that his clothes had been left behind. He clapped his hands over his crotch and glared at the magical woman.

"Who are you?!"