Unfortunately, you are indeed

Tough as it might be to admit, you think that it would be best to call it quits for today with Clémence and return back to your human form. Not only is your impish body exhausted from your most pleasant exertions, your seed spent, but you moreover have two other young, fertile adventurers to think of. It wouldn’t be fair on either Mélanie or Aliénor if you left them to their own devices whilst their friend had all the fun. Nor would it be right to consider this the end of your time with the delectable warrior – at some point in time you’re sure to pay her another visit, if you don’t whisk her to your private chambers above ground before! All in all, though, it’s probably time to go.

You spare a last, fleeting glance at your erstwhile companion, drenched in your sperm, and then close your beady eyes. When your eyelids next flutter open, they are greeted only by the dark, chill sight of your innermost sanctuary. The spherical seeing stone you know so well remains atop the obsidian pedestal you constructed all that time ago. It holds your attention, impassive in its silence. A hint of deep green flickers along the edges of the black surface, in imitation no doubt of the venom still circulating through Clémence’s veins.

You advance enthusiastically to the centre of your room and place your hands anew on the orb, infusing it with your willpower. Your treasured map flashes up in an instant, marking new locations, people and monsters of interest. You’re glad you put the time and effort into perfecting this vision of your labyrinth. It would have been rather difficult to navigate otherwise.