You should see to the warrior.

You are loathe to pull away from your lust bound slaves. In fact, they seem very, very **** to let you, Piki mewling as her slender hips try and cling to you and Anja pouting, kissing feverishly at your neck. However, you know you've indulged long enough for the moment, ignoring the wounded warrior any further may well be risking the man's life. Besides, a short rest may well pay off when you next throw one of your women to the ground. Pulling your trousers back on, you move to shake the man and see if he stirs. Fortunately, the man doesn’t seem as badly injured as you thought. Perhaps he was playing dead. As you approach, he sits up and pulls off his helmet, revealing a handsome if sly face.

“Thank you, sir, for aiding me against…” he trails off as he catches sight of what’s going on behind you. It seems that Anja has decided to keep playing with Piki, distracting the two of them from your absence, though the long gazes the succubus throws your way show you are very much on their minds.

“That… is a demon…” he says uncertainly.

“My ****,” you answer, with some pride.

“Then you are a wizard?”

“I have some skills.” You do not want to reveal too much. You know better than to trust someone you’ve just met, even someone you’ve rescued, and it can’t hurt if he overestimates your abilities. "The harpy is now mine too, so you have little to fear."

"A master of monsters then," the man nods with what you assume is meant to look like sage wisdom. The look is rather ruined by his obvious desire to watch Anja and Piki...playing. "Truly, my path has been crossed by a unique and powerful man. Mayhaps then, I may reward you for saving my life with some information that may be of interest to one such as yourself."