She sees a pond through the dense jungle

Her last battle was quite strenuous and Koriand´r still had a long way to go to reach the tower.

The jungle heat was beginning to get more intense and Kory’s exposed flesh dripped with sweat, hundreds of drops plummeting to the jungle floor with each motion only to be replaced twice over. Kory knew that if she didn’t find a way to cool down soon she might pass out from heat stroke, leaving her completely **** to any of Ssakcik’s women.

She could see something up a head, but just barely; the jungle was so thick and her eyes had begun to sting. She knew she couldn’t afford to waste any of her starbolts, but they wouldn’t be any good to her if she was attacked while blinded by sweat. With great trepidation Kory raised her arms and loosed an energy beam, slicing through the overgrowth in front of her like a machete.

Whether Ssakcik had been intentionally kind or not, Kory didn’t care. She was just relieved to know she had been right. With the few meters of dense vines and brush removed, Kory could see a small jungle pond. As she rushed towards the water she was so single minded that she didn’t even feel all the thorns and barbs that buried into her feet as she trampled over the destroyed plant life. She just wanted the water so badly.

I laughed to myself as I watched Koriand´r refresh herself. All she had needed was a little heat and all of her common sense poured out of her like so many drops of sweat. She wasn’t paying any attention to the creatures in the water or to the quiet motion in the brush. Hell, she wasn’t even paying attention to the fact her feet were bleeding.

Those things wouldn’t matter soon because I knew she wouldn’t be alone for long. Being partially amphibious, Greka would be naturally drawn to the water.

Until she arrived I decided I would keep myself occupied watching Sheera who was continuing to erotically tease her fingers against her body. Though watching her pleasure herself was somewhat entertaining, I enjoyed her expressions more then the sight itself. I could always see the hate in her eyes and when she pleasured me the hate was directed towards me but when she pleasured herself for my entertainment her hate was directed entirely inwards.