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Chapter 8 by Miss-Emmie Miss-Emmie

What is Elle’s next move?

A trap is sprung

A green-haired elf swung from a vine, making her way through the ruins of Rakahan city. Her name was Myra, her light green hair coming down just past her pointed ears, a fierce energy in her similarly green eyes. She wore a tight leather outfit, one that showed off her impressively curved ass, although it was not her intent to flaunt it. But when fighting against sexually charged enemies like Devils and goblins, being able to distract them for even a moment could turn the tide of a fight.

And fighting is what Myra wanted to do, but there wasn’t much left here in Rakahan. All of the ruling Devils had fled once the city was deemed lost, as well as many of the goblins who made up the bulk of the city’s population. Only the goblins weak or stupid enough not to flee were left. The elves’ forest had swallowed the city, and the frontline had progressed deeper into the Devil Kingdom’s territory. All that was left here was cleanup.

Oh sure, caging goblins was supposed to be a noble task. The elves sought to remove the threat of the pathetically horny race for future generations, but without any blood on their hands.

But most of the goblins these days just stumbled into traps, eliminating any thrill of the hunt for Myra.

Her ears perked up, hearing the squirming protests of a goblin nearby.

Swinging through a shattered window, she entered the second floor of what had likely been a tavern. Below, in the main dining area, a goblin hung upside down, held up by a wire wrapped around her ankle. It seemed she’d been caught while scrounging for food. “Don’t worry you little thing, I’ll get you out of there.”

First, Myra approached and drew a short wooden club. One smack to the goblin’s head left her limp.

Then, Myra approached the mechanism set up along one wall that would disengage the trap and let her cage this goblin.

Only, as Myra stepped within reach, she felt something tighten around her ankle, and the world was suddenly upside down.

“Disarming one of your little traps and setting it infront of another seems to have done the trick. Hopefully I can **** some information out of you.”

Myra shivered as someone spoke to her.

Who has captured Myra?

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