Robin and Fuu’s punishment is announced

The audience continued their roar of approval as Robin lay twitching in the dirt, cum leaking from her cunt. The grin of a well-used whore was painted on her face, and even as addled as she was she seemed to be vaguely aware of the cheers.

With its opponent thoroughly used, the Swamp Troll was dragged back through the gate. Moments later, Robin’s limp form was carried away just as Fuu’s had been, and a cleanup crew wiped away most of evidence of brutal rape that had just occurred.

Fan'Zwi'Tzal's voice rang out. “It seems the challenger was unable to avenge the honor of her fallen comrade!” Once again, the audience roared in approval for the disgusting display they had just witnessed. “Now, would either of their other companions like to avenge them?”

Liv and Emmaline suddenly became the focus of the entire arena. Both women were too stunned by the horror they had just witnessed to really react. Liv wasn’t even able to force a glare at the gawkers.

“Well, if there are no more last minute entrants, I shall announce the punishment for the two vanquished women!”

Liv grit her teeth. “They’ve suffered more than enough punishment,” she growled to herself.

“The punishment for our two foolhardy challengers is a fitting one: they shall be kept in the Swamp Troll’s cage until the next time it is challenged! They’ll be used as helpless cocksleeves until someone else is foolish enough to face the monster that so brutally destroyed them!”

Emmaline went pale, and Liv grit her teeth so hard she could grind them to dust. Even as the crowd hollered in sadistic pleasure at the cruel punishment, their hungry gaze was fixed on the two remaining Bravos. Clearly, they wanted to see this show again.

But Liv had no chance of beating the Swamp Troll without her gun, and Emmaline wasn’t confident she could take down a monster that had bested two of her comrades. As much as the two women hated the idea of leaving their friends at the mercy of the Swamp Troll, did they have any hope of winning?