a fight between sisters

The feast was rather pleasant, even if it was a free-for-all for food so large, you needed both hands to lift the smallest food or drink.

To your sides was Starfire and Blackfire.

Starfire ate like a ravenous beast. Perhaps she was starved? But going by the others around her, eating like a barbarian was expected.

Save for Blackfire, who seemed a bit more interested in drinking.

[So, tell me a bit more about where you came from,] Blackfire asked.

[I am from a land that most consider to be a medieval earth era, complete with magic items and magic users. I managed to gain a small army and fight until I was able to control a good deal of it. There was a surprising number of magic users who grew corrupt by their own power,] You answered before taking a bite of meat from an unknown animal. It tasted tangy.

[Not a fan of magic users?] Blackfire asked.

[Only those who become so enthralled with power, they lose sight of their original goals. If I hated magic users, I'd be hating myself,] You replied.

[So... what magic do you know?] Blackfire asked, leaning a bit on your shoulder.

That did not go unnoticed by Starfire, who began to eat a bit slower to keep an eye on you.

[Healing, restoration, and rejuvenation. Any other spell, I use my enchanted equipment for,] You answered.

[Those are not very offensive spells,] someone replied.

[A fighter that cannot tire, whose weapons cannot break, and recovers any injury in mere moments is a terrifying one,] Blackfire said. One of her hands slid between your legs as she said, [And I can think of plenty of sexual uses for those spells.]

Starfire glared at her sister and said, [If he requires someone to fulfill his sexual desires, then it shall be me, as I am his right hand.]

As she began to search for a way to sneak her hand in your pants, Blackfire smirked as she retorted, [I am more experienced in such matters, sister.]

[That does not matter as much as you think, for I make up for it in enthusiasm, as proven in our previous spars,] Starfire spat out.

[I barely had a decent reason to fight back then. Even so, I still won many times. But now with this handsome man at stake...] Blackfire trailed off before letting out a seductive purr.

[Then like many matters before, we shall settle this in battle,] Starfire grunted as she quickly removed Blackfire's hand away from you. She looked at you and asked, [Will that be alright, Overlord?]

[It is. If it helps matters, perhaps the duel can be whoever becomes my right hand and thus can command the other?] You answered.

[With such conditions, I suggest Galfore becomes the leader until we find Ryand'r. Once we find him, he shall lead our people,] Starfire asked in reply.

[I suggest similar conditions, but until Ryand'r is found, any time one of us comes back for a time, we take back the throne,] Blackfire replied. [Also, any of our people that wish to fight under us, may do so.]

Briefly thinking of the various attractive Tamaraneans and how they'd look as your personal handmaidens, you said, [Komand'r's suggestion is a bit more sound, so I vote for it.]

Blackfire smiled, while Starfire pouted once more.

Within moments, the two sisters led you, Galfore, and a number of other Tamaraneans to a large hall.

After the two were standing apart, Galfore called out, [Ready?]

[Ready,] The two sisters replied.

[Fight!,] Galfore orders.

As the two sisters flew at each other with the intent of smashing Starbolts in each others' faces, a Shadow Master Goblin snuck near you and handed you something.

Quickly checking it out, you saw it was proof that Blackfire had not only contacted the Gordanians first, she also told them all of Tamaran's defensive plans and offered her sister as both a **** and a test subject for their scientists.

Though hidden by your mask, you smirked as your attention went back to the battle.

No matter the winner of the fight, you now owned Blackfire. After all, Tamaran is a warrior culture. From your knowledge of various races across the multiverse, such values like family and loyalty are very important. Were news of her betrayal to get out, Blackfire would be an outcast.

So you whispered an order to the Shadow master Goblin to get few things that would prevent Blackfire from betraying you like she did her family and people.