You spot them.

You fly onward, over more blackened trees... wait, was that a flash of green?

You dive down, landing in a small clearing. Off to your left, you hear voices.

"I thought you said it was going to be forest!"

"I did! I just didn't think it would be burnt forest!"

Both voices are feminine, in that elfy way where everyone sounds like a pre-pubescent girl regardless of age or gender. It would seem you've found your rangers. Even better, it would seem they're too caught up in their argument to notice your landing.

You sneak forward (no mean feat when you're seven feet tall and the ground is covered in sticks), emerging behind them.

"Well, you were the one who-"

You wrap your arms around their necks. They draw breath, most likely to scream. You tighten your grip, cutting off their airflow to the point where all they can do is struggle for air.

"Don't scream. You'll just give me a headache."

Now that you're up close, it's easier to tell who they are. They're both female, with decent-sized breasts. One of them seems to be trying to beg for mercy, while the other is maintaining an icy demeanour. Unfortunately, for you at least, the icy one is also the more attractive of the two. Not that the other one isn't attractive, it's just that she's less attractive.

You turn them around so they're looking at you, keeping pressure on their throats all the while. You grin savagely. "Alright, which one of you wants their pussy wrecked first?" You say, pouring lust magic into the air around you. "First one to nod gets it..."