Luring

"Unfortunately the bow does count as Angelic Magic and will not affect the Nephilim," Saffiel answers, "as for support, I'd gladly help you, as you said there's not much I can do to the Nephilim, but I can definitely provide healing," she adds.

"So, the plan is we rest here until the Nephilim shows up?" Malphiel asks and Take shrugs as she puts Elysium away knowing it will be useless for the upcoming fight.

"You can use the barracks tent and we'll alert you when Nephilim arrives," Saffiel suggests.

Take and Malphiel nod and enter the barracks tent. There are a few other angels sleeping in here, but there are empty beds and Malphiel and Take both take one. Malphiel also takes the crusher gauntlets and helmet, putting them to the side of her bed as she sleeps.

Both rest and are restored.

Malphiel begins to toss in her sleep however, memories of her violations in the past haunting her. Her hand slips down to her crotch, slowly starting to pleasure herself as she squirms in the bed. Masturbating to the memories of what the demons have done to her. Shame fills her, but it is easily cast aside by the intense arousal.

Her mind shifts to thinking about the Nephilim. She imagines it pinning her down, its gaping mouth wide as it's tongue runs over her cheek, its cock pressing against her entrance and she tenses as she cums hard, waking up from the intensity. She stares at her soaked crotch and sighs.

"Idiot... The nephilim will just kill you if it wins," she berates herself and then glances over at Take, wondering if she should bother her about what just happened, before she can decide however Saffiel yells out.

"It's here!"

Take wakes and she and Malphiel quickly get prepared and run outside.

The Nephilim is peeking in through the front gate. A group of angels are arrayed, weapons aimed towards it as it stares at them.

"Our weapons are useless! Back off, focus on healing and staying out of the way, let the Chosen handle it!" Saffiel yells.

Take and Malphiel move through the angelic soldiers as they part to allow them past. The Nephilim grins as it enters the encampment proper, crawling on all fours. A long tongue slips out of it's mouth and Malphiel momentarily shivers as she watches it.

"Ready?" Take asks and Malphiel is startled out of her thoughts.

"Y... Yes!" she yells back too loudly.

The Nephilim roars as Saffiel moves behind the two, ready to heal as needed.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 100%

Equipment: Kitsune Mask (shattered), black leather dress (Torn), fishnet bodysuit (torn), Silk chest wrap (Shredded), silk panties (punctured), Thick leather armor (-2, shredded reduced to -0 until repaired), Biker's armor (-1), Kusarigama (-3), Ninjato(-3), 3xKunai, 1xSmokebomb, 3xCaltrops, black catsuit, Thick leather armor (-2), Elysium Bow (-5 or -10 against demonic foes)

Inventory: A smooth pretty stone, A blood red whip, Slutty dress, Animate Golem Spellbook, creepy potion, angelic key, winged key, vial of semen, 2xChallenge gears, Barrier Breaker.

Status Effect:

Spells known: Cloak (Lvl 1, mastered, Mana Cost: 10%)

**** Lance (Lvl 1, mastered, Cost: 15%)

Fetish: Submission Lvl 1

Oral Lvl 1.

Party: Malphiel

Malphiel Health: 100%

Malphiel Mana: 100%

Malphiel Equipment: Cracked Visor, Chainmail Body Suit (-4), The Horned Helmet, The Crushers (-5).

Malphiel Spells Known: Angelic Rays (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 20%), Heavenly Soothing (Lvl 1, Mastered, cost: 25%), Retribution (Lvl 1, Unmastered, cost: 100%, unusable, triggers automatically at 0% hp if Malphiel has enough Mana to trigger it).

Malphiel Status Effect: Broken Wings. Combat level lowered to Medium, cannot fly.

Touch of Corruption. Maximum Mana and Health set to half of normal. Loses access to God's Light, God's Judgment and Divine Grace.

Addicted to sex. More easily aroused and more willing to engage in all manner of sexual activity regardless of context.

Third Floor Gear Challenge: Kill 10 demonic or angelic forces before leaving the floor. Nephilim does not count as either. The commander of either army only counts as 1. Completed