no, keep moving on!

You were in hostile territory and you needed t get out...also the rather small size of what these demon’s had between their legs was not worth your time.

You quickly shot out an eldrich blast, similar to the one that had disposed of the gith earlier and shot it out of the sky, its frail frame twitching as it dropped to the floor dead, you readied your sword in preparation for when an imp got close.

A move that proved to be well thought out as one of the imp’s flew in close in an attempt to bite you, only to wind up skewering itself upon your blade. As always when it came to melee with each thrust your large breasts seemed to constantly be battling to jump out of your corset with each thrust.

Witch a combination of your skills with a blade and eldrich magicks the group of small devilspawn were dead at your feet, your path forward now unimeeded by the denizens of Avernus.

You found yourself n another large room as was the case similar as the room next to the pod’s were though with no seeming way further it seemed you would have to climb up the rather fleshy-like vines towards the top of a steep ledge that you saw another one of those openings atop.

As you ventured into the next room you saw that this room had five stone slabs in the middle of the room, each with what seemed to be long since dead humanoids resting atop, you also saw a series of what seemed like an alien console of sorts? Clearly a mindflayer’s invention if the numerous dead illithid’s you've seen so far were anything to go by.

“Get me out of this damn thi...” a voice from across the room shouted, before letting out a long moan, another pod only one seemed to be in this room, in it lay a raven-haired half-elf, being defiled in a similar manner to the drow from earlier, fleshy tendrils plugged both of the lithe elf’s hole’s, it seemed this half-elf however hadn't surrendered to the pod’s inhabitants just yet, the half-elf was putting up a valiant effort of trying to call for help while being sexually molested by the pod’s tentacle’s.

“Don’t touch that thing if you….” another moan came from the half-elf as you looked at the mindflayer’s alien console that seemed to be perhaps attached to the stone slabs holding the dead bodies perhaps? Oh if only you had the knowledge of an Artificer to figure out what the contraption did