Attack

No, there was no reason for Helena to hesitate. Her goal in seeking strength was to prevent incidents like this. She would make her move now. But she wouldn’t be reckless.

She silently climbed along the roof, jumping off and using her wind to hover in the air just outside a window. She had a clear line of sight on the minotaur, watching its moments to gauge the pace of his thrusts, and then with a surge of wind Helena blasted towards him.

Crossing the distance in a heartbeat, right before Helena hit him with the tip of her sword a second blast of wind came from the blade to send the beast flying. She wasn’t sure a single stab could kill him, so she focused on getting him away from the farmer and his axe.

The stench of minotaur cum was sharper down here, but Helena didn’t intend for this fight to last long.

“Well, it seems a particularly mean-spirited sow has stumbled into my arms,” he grunted. “Ready to hop onto my cock?” he asked.

Helena ignored his taunts. “Why are you here? What do you want with these people?”

“I want sows, simple as that,” he replied with a shrug. “I wanted to marry our tribe’s shaman, but on top of rejecting me she banished me from the tribe and cursed me. I wanted to get as far away as I could, but my balls fill up so quickly I couldn’t hold back anymore and had to unload into these sows. And now a third one has delivered herself to me~”

“This won’t be ending the way you want it to,” Helena replied coldly, magic gathering around her blade.

How would she take on this threat?