Warriors

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That remarkable ivory axe swung overhead belongs to that white-haired barbarian lady who scored a clean kill against a careless airborne succubus, evaporating her to dust as it hit the ground.

Gray leather crossed to form an x over and around her white shirt that wrapped her chest and shoulders, keeping the weight from being a hindrance in battle with a wolf's pelt across her shoulders, making the golden tooth necklace stand out more. Definitely a monthly event customisation probably stolen from someone else you thought. Those long thunder thighs of hers stood out amongst her brethren of berserkers, on fire and ramaging recklessly whilst striking down their own.

The flex of her abs revealed with huge left to right swings of her battle axe. Reckless, but the destruction they cause looks unrivaled compared to other classes.

Come to think of it, it seems that the only faction the succubi are hesitant towards are those loud muscled meat-heads. Not well armored, nor versed in magic or elemental enhancements but their raw blood thirst and seemingly endless stamina makes them a perfect brawler class.

Not many pick Warriors as a result of not having very flashy combos or abilities, though they're far from mundane. Every class knows their weak at range with insane critical damage up close, best only for very specific scenarios in battle. So their presence is felt very little amongst the meta despite the initial display of intimidation they give off (often a regretful class choice for many to settle on).

"COME HERE LITTLE ONES!!!!" shrieked another flying succubus.

At first you thought the cackling promiscuity was for you, but instead she crashed on top of the table. The fluttering of little beating wings erupted like a disturbed nest of insects making it obvious she was after the fairies above.

Such a gleeful enemy and if remembered correctly from snooping as a waitress has an insane amount of depth to their bestiary profile despite having such a simple and obvious attack cycle. But even with all that information an attack this large scale is completely new.

As you listened to the deranged fight above it's clear staying put is no longer an option, stumbling towards those capable warriors ahead seems like it would be the smartest option. With an attempted dash through the unrelenting moaning and a violent range of specialized attacks, jarring in both their color and effect. It was screaming instant **** should you so much as touch the area.

You found yourself pushing and bumping your way through a thick crowd of varied body types, crashing together in a poorly orchestrated symphony, tripping over a fallen support beam. You saw a blur of ****, ****, then **** again, then some more **** and even more **** as you crawled over wrecked wooden chairs and abandoned satchels.

Your field of view was a mosaic of color and sex, moans of your former maiden colleagues just peeking over the sound of battle and blazing fire. Having lured a few naive low level newbies to part with their weapons and their sanity in amists the chaos and risk everything for a furious ground and pound session amongst the debri.

You kept low and out of the way of the edge Lord archer dressed all in black leant up against a pillar with no bow in sight having his small cock and balls slurped over by two maidens that looked pretty similar to you.

Hid behind an overturned table as you watched a skinny female assassin remove her velvet balaclava, drop her throwing knives and let her thick black hair fall against her back, surrendering to the hypnotic flashing purple heart eyes of the three regular leather wearing succubi, each commanding the removal of her belt. She lazily dropped her pants, letting the smooth black tail of the succubus snake around her thigh and upwards before catching her gasp with a deep long kiss, whilst others stripped her.

"We…SHouLd gEt Out oF hEre…" startled you as you turn to face a young fresh-faced level 4 wizard, thrusting with inexperienced rhythm between the soft caressing thighs of one of the bar maidens below him.

"You were going to cast a naughty little fire spell on me, weren't you" the maid giggled, her advanced years over him gave her words a maternal tone, interlocking her short legs around his default brown cloak, guiding his hips to a more consistent rocking motion. "I saw you looking at my cleavage when I was wiping down." She hummed, softly caressing either side of his round lightly freckled face.

The wizard moaned in ungracious bliss as you crawled slowly, his member soaking in a tightly supernatural oozing grasp, mercilessly trying to seize his weak emotions back from the hungry demoness, grinning up in admiration at his futile resistance.

"That's it!!" She taunted playfully, faking her moans to his unfocused stare. His face reflected in the black sclera of her purple eyes, raut with eager desire for even the lowest taste of his vitality. "Just let me have it so we can do it again and again, more and more I want, ever and ever!"

The virgin wizard was dazed by the sultry words, gazing lower at her chest shuddering with every thrust, spilling more heavy cleavage into his hands, movement so graciously satisfying it lulled his desire to acknowledge the others around him succumbing to their demise. This was worth it, he thought. Only level 4, barely out of the tutorial section, just came in looking for directions. How could it have been perverted to stare? He thought.

Touching and groping her, letting his hands sink into her warm skin. "Everything... .give me everything" she chuckled. She looked down at her skirt, a purple glow emanating underneath near her tight pussy.

As if she'd pushed a button, the fool above her quivered gushing inside her. In spite of the battle you as well as him could hear his load spilling out the sides of his bar maiden captor. "Yess!!!" She roared, squeezing and perfecting her technique in her wide accommodating hips, making him flood into her.

His arms were too weak from his milking, buckling forward in between her bosoms with a jiggle. Her hands swiftly wrapped around him, making him muffle into her cleavage. You tried to crawl on past unnoticed but froze when the bar maidens hunger kicked in.

She rolled him onto his back into charred splinters of wood, boobs pressed hard around his innocent face, her hips did all the work as if under possession. Bouncing and shaking on his stiff hard shaft, still erupting cum deep inside her. She had her eye's closed in this period of greedy extraction as she leveled up to 2, but opened them to see you crawling in front of her. While the wizard moaned beneath her smothering chest you could see her ass bouncing even from the front.

"HAHA! join us!" She playfully screamed. She rose back off the wizard's face, his mouth and nose damp from sucking hard upon her nipples. It looked as though they had grown slightly, no way would they fit back into her outfit now. With a lustful look towards her tired lover below she lifted up her skirt revealing a glowing purple insignia eloquently imprinted into her abdomen.

The wizard made no words but knew of its cursed meaning, his bright eyes flicked up to just above her head looking at her level increase from a 3 to a 4. With one more hard tight grind over his cock, the air escaped his body "mOmMieee" he disintegrated into blue light, being absorbed into her messy white covered hole.

You scuttled quickly away while she enjoyed her moment of ecstasy. You arrived at the large stone fireplace, its sturdy structure unfazed even with the odd lighting strike hitting it. The Warriors have made impressive progress to hold their ground, even if some of it was against their own allies.

That silver haired warrior, however strong, is struggling against three on one. It seems her battle axe is on the ground near you while a flying succubus is held by her throat in her right, licking the silver butt plug in her tiny hand. "You'll love it I promise" she says defiantly. Another maiden is unsuccessfully trying to slow her down by gripping her tree trunk of a leg and tugging on her wolf pelt loincloth, third is a regular succubus getting back to her feet after being knocked down.

She brushes the dirt of the thigh high leather heels and shakes off her small black wings, preparing to go again.