Sometimes-friendly faces, but not right now

Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and the orgy adventurer/daemon orgy is suddenly interrupted by a yell of alarm. "What are you doing, daemons? Yaaaaaaaaa!" The daemons turn to see a familiar hulk of a woman charging towards them with a huge maul. They struggle to dislodge themselves from the two needy adventurers, but by the time they've turned around they're cut down by the dwarf archer's lightning arrows and the barbarian's huge mallet.

"Oh my god, are you girls okay?" The barbarian bends down over the two cum-soaked women. "You poor things, look what they did to you..." She strokes their hair a bit as they stare forward with dazed expressions plastered across their faces.

"Ach, I wouldn't min' bein' a wee daemon myself, if ye take me meaning," Grungil laughs.

"Not the time, dude, not the time. Say, Tina, can you take a look at them while we scout out the next zone? This place is so different than I remember. Guess the spotlight wasn't lying when it said it had changed." The group walks up, and the familiar gorgeous ranger walks over to the two well-fucked beauties.

"Hey, are you two alright?" She drags them to the wall and sits them up. "Do you need any help? Why did they do this to you?" The rogue and mage open their eyes, turn to one another, and start giggling uncontrollably. Celestina cocks her head at the sight.

"Mmm, the boys just don't know how to treat a girl like that. Maybe you should run into acid daemons more often," the rogue leans against her companion as she mumbles.

"Hey, don't give me all the credit, you had the bright idea to suck off Matt and Chase, not to mention seeing the daemon's dick. Damn girl, you're wild, but I don't know why I doubt you when you get an idea in your nasty head." She turns to look at the confused ranger. "Say, honey, do you figure the boss here has an even better dick than these little things? He must, right?"

"Um, I, uh, oh," the ranger sputters at the sudden question.

"Damn sister, you didn't?" The rogue cocks her head and the two burst out into a weak fit of laughter.

"Okay, um, obviously you two can take care of yourselves, so, um, I'll be going now. Some of us are here to kill monsters, after all." She stands up and walks up. As your vision heads through the tunnels, you hear the two shout "hey, save some for the rest of us!"

Celestina runs ahead, caves whizzing past until you can hear the faint sounds of battle once again. She comes up on the rest of her party just as they're purging the last scorpion daemons from a particularly mushroom-infested section of the caves. "What'd I miss?"

"Keep yer voice down, lass." The dwarf whispers in response. "They've got some kinda blasted camp of tha things all up ahead, with a real biggun in the middle. I figure she's that daemon lass we've killed before, but all big-like now." The cave in front of them opens into a huge, domed cavern, dominated by an island surrounded by deep, black pits. The rickety bridges leading over the chasms are patrolled by more fallen ones, and the island itself holds a ramshackle village from which Rishukan's massive new form can be seen jutting out of the middle. "Okay, let's go, on three!"

You briefly change perspective back to the two adventurers from earlier. They seem to have gotten about halfway done cleaning each other off when they got distracted, and are now locked in a passionate kiss while their fingers pump in and out of one another's slits.

"Hopefully those two stick around after all this is over. They'd really fit in here, and no doubt the underlings would love the company." You harden in response to Sera's comments and start moving her up and down your shaft again, but switch back to the invaders' perspective shortly thereafter: you should, after all, at least try to keep an eye on the actual important things taking place. Besides, you have plenty of eye candy in the room with you.

The invoker is running across the bridge, holding aloft a golden shield in front of herself, the barbarian, and the paladin. Meanwhile, the ranger and archer bombard fallen ones from the safety of their ledge, the bard plays a heroic tune, and a warm glow emanates from the cleric as he repeats a rhythmic chant. An acid arrow from the dwarf shoots through one of the fallen on the far side of the bridge, who hoots in pain at the hissing hole in his torso and launches an arrow in return.

"Ach, these wee buggers are tough'uns!" He shoots a lightning arrow, this one frying the unfortunate daemon, while the hulking level boss starts moving towards his companions. "Careful, Amara, tha brute's 'eaded yer way!"

"Thanks Grungil, I can see him just as well as you can. Aha, finally! RAAAAAAH!" Once across the bridge, the invoker drops her shield and the two melee characters charge the huge fallen leader, while the ranged characters start to make their way across the bridge. Several fallen ones break off to try to catch the second group unprepared, but the air crackles as a powerful burst of forked lightning shoots out of a blue gem held by the invoker and stuns the invaders.

Celestina starts slowly making her way across the bridge, shooting arrow after arrow at the ten-foot tall fallen engaging the barbarian. "Amara, watch out!" Rishukan's massive cleaver swings down on the barbarian, who holds up her maul last-minute and is flung backwards, crashing through one of the rickety houses that make up the fallen camp.

"Now this is more like it. YAAAAAH!" The barbarian lets out a yell of enthusiasm and swings her maul in a circle, knocking away several fallen ones who've tried to come down on her.

"Watch this," you take control of one of the minor fallen ones who's concealed in rubble from the recently flying barbarian. You wait until the dwarf runs past, then order the imp to burst out behind him. The imp stabs the dwarf, dealing a decent chunk of damage, but then lurches and his vision goes black. You switch back to Celestina to see the imp fall forward with a mana arrow lodged in its back, dsisipating into blue smoke along with the body. A chorus of giggles erupts from the room around you.

"Nice one, o dear leader. Care to let your humble girlfriend have a turn?"

"Humble, right." You switch perspective to another imp and let her take over.

"Hey, as long as we can agree on the rest of it!" She orders her newfound minion to circle around behind Celestina. Before the imp can attack her, an enthusiastic yell is accompanied by your vision filling with the huge hammer's head, then the scrying pool goes dark. "Damn it, unlucky!" You switch to Celestina's perspective, and she turns to see the imp's corpse slam into the bard, knocking him off the edge of the island.

"Kiedan, hang on! Celestina runs to the bard, but by the time she's there he's fallen into the darkness below.

"Okay, be honest, Ari, there is no way that one was intentional." You protest at the sheer improbability of what you just witnessed.

"If it works, it works. Or are you telling me that you got this far just due to the utter brilliance of your carefully-laid plans?" Another chorus of laughter. You wouldn't have believed it a few hours ago, but being invaded is some of the most fun you've had in recent memory. Sure, eventually you'll have to get up and do some fighting of your own, but your women have done a surprising amount of bonding over your ability to steer individual underlings into ridiculous situations.

"Stop, foul daemons!" The cleric unleashes a burst of light which nearly blinds you, and when it fades a number of the smaller fallen ones reel, stunned. With a roar of rage, Rishukan charges towards him, swatting the barbarian out of the way, but the paladin holds her sword up and light begins to gather in it. The exhausted fallen overlord turns to stop whatever she's doing, but just as she does the paladin swings her sword and cuts a gash through the level boss's chest. With a roar of pain, Rishu tumbles backwards and then vanishes, a small chest appearing where she died.

Level Boss Defeated: Fallen Warrens
Proceed through the portal ahead to reach the next level.

The dwarf opens the chest to reveal a huge, two-handed mace, which he hands to the barbarian. She happily stows her maul, then takes it and balances it in her hands before hoisting it over her shoulder. With that, the group walks through the portal, and after a flash of purple light you see a group of crazed cultists charging forwards. You divert your eyes from the scrying pool to the dark elf dutifully cleaning up the fluids from where you and Sera are joined.

"Sera, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to use this slut a bit more before we've got company." The angel gives you a quick peck and lifts herself off of you, and you grab the ivory-haired beauty's head and slam her down on your shaft. She coughs slightly at the sudden intrusion before steadying herself, and you release a torrent of seed into her stomach. "Okay, Tlax, could you escort her back to her cell for now? We wouldn't want her getting any ideas in all the fighting."

"What, afraid of what I'd do to my beloved master without this gorgeous necklace?" Zalreanne stands up and spits venom at you, although it doesn't have quite the same fire that it used to.

"Massster, ssshouldn't we keep her elsssewhere? What if the adventurersss releassse her?"

"Well, if they defeat us then it won't make much difference where we put her, and the dungeon is out of the way enough. Besides, if she gets out and makes a run for it, no doubt some of the minions in the early levels will be there to stop her. Maybe she can have some fun like the two adventurers did earlier." Zalreanne glares at this comment, but her cheeks also betray a slight flush. Tlax looks satisfied with your explanation and heads off with your pet in tow.

"My lord, are you really sure that's such a good idea?" Mariel speaks up when the two are out of earshot. "She could easily call out and get the adventurers' attention, and who knows what they'll do when they find her?"

You shrug. "Let her call them then. She'll find a way to contact someone sooner or later, so it might as well be a group that we get along with. Besides, who knows what she'll do when she manages it. I'm not convinced it would be such a bad thing." You glance into the pool: Amara's group is making remarkably good progress, and has already cleared half of the second floor. "Well, this was fun, but it looks like we should start getting ready to meet them in the arena. Gear up if you haven't already." You head over to what was until recently the training area, now refurbished with furnishings more appropriate for a final boss room. Tlax joins you, a scimitar in each hand, and your group sits by the far wall from where the adventurers will have to come in. Soon enough the adventurers' voices echo down the hall ahead of you and you stand up, readying yourself for a fight.