Unexpected help

You're at an impasse. You are high enough that the demon's glowballs can't reach you, but from this altitude your arrows aren't much of a threat to the tall swordsman either. For the moment, the two young women cowering on the terraced garden are not being assaulted, but you can't think of any way you can stop him if he decides to drag the pair back into the mansion and plunder their sweet flesh.

Another bright burst of blue-white light explodes from high above you and you see another one of the fire-breathing dragons tumbling from the skies. It is hard to tell from this low, but it feels like the tides of battle are starting to turn back. The same cannot be said about the streets below. A pack of almost one-hundred dog-men swarm unstopped along the wide boulevard leading towards the rich houses in the shadow of the Citadel every so often small groups would stop long enough to lift their snouts and take in the scents. It is one of those smaller packs that picks up on the cries coming from this house.

With blood curdling howls and excited yapping, the dozen or so beasts break off from the main pack and charge towards the gardens below more excited by the smell of blood than their desire to run with the main pack. You do not believe for a second that these man-beasts are here to help you, but it is clear that their arrival is not welcomed by the thin-lipped demon. The swordsman now has to split his attention between the skies above and the pack of dogs surging onto the grounds of the riverfront mansion.

A sudden clammer from the courtyard draws your attention to where a frog beast is being torn apart by four of the baying pack. More screams and howling from inside make you fear for the lives of the mercenary guards who had surrendered rather than be slaughtered. Last you saw the eight or so men had their hands manacled behind their backs, if that pack of animals found them they would have no chance.

With a final glance upwards, the demon heads back into the house leaving the sisters unguarded for the moment. Without giving yourself time to think you dive downwards and have Swift land on the tiled terrace in front of the sobbing sisters. As much as you'd like to you cannot take them both, so you grab the closest one by her wrist and pull the squealing girl onto your lap. By chance, it is the younger of the pair, the one who you saw try to throw herself off the roof who had been stripped by the swordsman. The young woman's nude body wiggled and squirmed on your lap as you urged Swift to the air again.

"Stop struggling, you stupid nitwit!" You almost drop her as Swiftwing ends his plummet and starts to climb back up into the night sky. When she continues to writhe like an earthworm on a hot paving stone you slap her ass hard enough to shock her into obedience. "I'm trying to save you." Her smooth skin is firm and even in the weird blue-light you see the handprint left on her milky white flesh.

After that she is still, until you land back in the drake tower and push the naked young woman into the waiting arms of Relia and Vitaliya. A glance back to where you just left reveals that the other sister had finally freed herself from the capture net, but she was no longer alone on the terraced rooftop.