The Guardians of the Sixth Floor

Aura ran, her gold plated shoes hitting the low wall that ringed the arena’s dirt floor with machine gun sounds. Her speed, momentum, and physical skill had her running sideways, her petite Dark Elf body fully parallel with the ground in joyous defiance of gravity. Her head was craned “upward” as she sighted down her arrow between her arms extended upward with her bow.

With a shining smile she loosed a green glowing arrow and her arms were a riot of flashing motion as she retrieved another arrow within the blink of an eye. That arrow followed its sister, shining blue with a different enhancement for variety. It shot across the wide open space, lancing with expert accuracy through the pistoning limbs of her Dragon-Man to pierce the invading Wood Elf’s right pauldron. The human-type’s already frantic face twisted again as she cried out in pain, only the swift intervention of her fiery haired companion kept her from being smashed by the Dragon-Man’s downward swing in the space of her distraction.

The Human barbarian earned three lightning fast arrows for her trouble, unable to do much to defend herself given the three huge beasts engaging them both in melee at Aura’s command. High level though they may be, their struggle was futile. The righteous guardians of the sixth floor had only ever fallen to an invading **** of 1500. Aura felt no sympathy for the duo’s plight, only excitement at a battle after long last.

Would that it would last a full five minutes, she pleaded her supreme creators as she sprung into the air. Her body flipped through the air and as she reached the apex of her trajectory she fired a few more arrows compensating for her wild rotation with elite skill. They didn’t miss and her opponents’ hit points dipped ever lower. Then she was on the ground a spare few meters away and she de-equipped her bow for her daggers while rolling to her feet.

A second later she was rapidly scaling her Dragon-Man’s broad back, then careening off its shoulder to launch a devastating surprise attack on the green-haired elf from above. Her fists pistoned her knives into the gaps in her armor, pulping the flesh and sending blood spraying. The invader cried out and promptly passed out even before her hit points ran out. Aura ignored her for now as she easily avoided the barbarian’s swinging mace and dove between her second Dragon-Man’s trunk-like legs.

She wasn’t grounded for long, soon she was circling the human from above as she deftly leapt across the boulder-like shoulders of her Dragon-Men. With ease she rained down a hail of arrows and the steadily failing barbarian’s upper body took on the semblance of a pin cushion. Aura called out a command to her beasts and they swiftly obeyed, falling back as she jumped to the ground amidst the fallen invaders, her daggers in hand to deliver the coup de grace.

The green haired elf weakly lifted her hand, a frightened pleading expression warping her beautiful features, “Puh- please- I don’t want to d-die…”

Aura was still smiling from the rush of battle and she shrugged as she knelt, “You shouldn’t have invaded the Great Tomb of Nazarick then! No sense begging. No way I’d ever fail my duty!” She flashed a V for victory over the handle of one dagger as she brought the other down to the elf’s throat.

A powerful masculine voice bellowed and Aura froze instantly as she recognized the Supreme Creator, “STOP! Don’t kill them-only incapacitate! Do not let them die, I command it!” Aura’s eyes flashed wide and her stomach dropped at the precarious edge of failure she now found herself upon. She noted the blood trickling from the elf’s wounds and even as her fist knocked the invader out with casual ****, she cried, “Mare! Heals!”

A green glow complete with ethereal leaves appeared around Aura to no effect as she had lost no hit points. With a scowl and a clenched fist, she angrily cursed at her Dark Wizard sister in her hiding spot up on the balcony of the VIP Lounge, demanding she heal their opponents. Obviously!

Aura heard Mare’s remorseful wheedling voice through her necklace, “S-sorry…”

As Mare’s magic lit up the Wood Elf and the Human, Aura turned to face her approaching lord. Her excitement now turned to anxiousness with a sliver of fear at having disappointed him. When he reached her she instantly knelt and placed a fist over her heart in salute, her head bowed with remorse, “I apologize, Momonga-sama, profusely!”

There was a short silence in which Aura fearfully wondered about her fate when Momonga-sama uttered a short, “Uh.”

After a long moment, his deep voice continued more surely, “That is quite alright, Aura. Your settings-er orders were to destroy all intruders. You were performing your duty with distinction and a reward is suitable whereas a censure is not.”

Aura bounced to her feet, a brilliant smile stretching her lips as she looked up at the greatest of the supreme beings, “Oh thank you, Momonga-sama!” She noticed he wasn’t looking at her so she took advantage of the moment to ogle his bare torso, her eyes running across that broad muscular chest and drinking in those rock hard abs. His face was devilishly handsome as well and she was drawn to look at it.

He looked confused (surely, not!) as well as rather happy as he gazed surely down at the the two **** intruders. “Someone came on the final day!” he murmured to himself and he waved a hand with a furrowed brow. The sleeping women obeyed the Lord of Dreams and slowly got to their feet, their tall buxom forms towering over Aura’s petite figure. “But how did they get this far…” he wondered aloud before turning to Albedo-sama, who only now did Aura notice,the guardian commander having been such a silent presence so far next to Momonga-sama’s brilliance, “The other guardians?”

“They are whole and undefeated, Momonga-sama. None have reported an invasion.” Her voice had grown steadily more emotional as she went on and now it trembled with rage, “This breach of their duty will be harshly punished and I offer my humble life to you for it was my responsibility to ensure they did their duty! Momonga-sama, I love you!”

Aura tilted her head at that odd declaration at the end but given that Albedo-sama was Momonga-sama’s head wife, she supposed it was appropriate if strangely timed.

There was a long awkward silence in which Aura twitched to do something. Momonga-sama gave off the impression of being deep in thought as he stared at the two sleeping women, standing at his command. Albedo-sama was looking extremely lousy, her guilty emotions clear upon her expressionful face. After a moment, Aura decided to berate Mare and demand that she come down to present herself before their Lord. She stepped away from the little gathering to yell at her. When Mare quibbled about jumping down from the sixth story balcony, Aura’s meaningful threats to kick her down had her finally make the jump. She fell with a complete lack of grace like usual.

When she turned back to her supreme creator after delivering a harsh elbow to Mare’s side in admonishment, she found him standing before the two invaders. He looked quite happy and that made Aura glad, as his hands fondled the two women, “Such delectable beauties…”

Seeing and hearing this, Aura thought she divined why her lord had stayed her hand, “Momonga-sama! Should I capture-not kill all attractive female invaders from now on?” The Supreme Leader was an incubus after all with a natural appetite for sexy women…

It was her imagination that made her think Momonga-sama looked bashful and his expression quickly smoothed as he commanded, “Actually, as Nazarick is in a state of emergency, all invaders must be captured not killed to serve as sources of information.”

Aura quickly assented to this command as did Mare and Albedo-sama at the same time. More excitement filled the Dark-Elf at the thought of an emergency and the possibility of more action, even as her mind flitted over the possibilities regarding defending her floor without killing the invaders.

Momonga-sama removed his hands from the red-headed human’s large chest and looked at them as if they weren’t his own for one moment before his handsome features hardened and he turned to his wife, “Albedo-san. Please take care of these two. Secure them and ensure they come to no harm.”

“Yes, Momonga-sama!” she declared and moved directly towards the sleep-standing invaders. She stopped when the supreme lord raised a hand and commanded, “You both will follow Albedo-san and obey her commands.”

Neither the Wood-Elf or the Human responded verbally but they silently followed Albedo when she swiftly left the arena.

Then Aura and her sister were alone with the most supreme of her creators, having dismissed her Dragon-Men several minutes ago. Aura felt awkward as the supreme being just stared at them silently, not sure how to present herself as she could not recall having the sole attention of Momonga-sama in the past. Bukubukuchagama-sama was the only one she could say that about and her gooey creator and the incubus lord weren’t much alike at all.

Finally he spoke, “I thank you for your fine effort in vanquishing the foes of Nazarick.”

Aura’s eyes widen and she rushed to assure her master, “No thanks are necessary! To do our duty is the greatest of privileges!”

Once again Momonga-sama’s face flushed and Aura decided it must be an affection to increase his physical attractiveness. It was quite successful giving him a cute boyish cast to his imposingly perfect handsome features. She wasn’t sure why he felt the need to do this but some of his intentions were clarified when he reached out and touched her head.

Immediately, her whole body heated and tingles thrilled upon her skin as his fingers slipped through her hair and slid along the side of her face. She saw his other hand stroke Mare’s hair and her sister made a sound of embarrassed pleasure. Aura was feeling much the same thing and she somewhat pressed her cheek against his big hand, her panties growing tight and moist all at the same time.

Suddenly, he drew his hands back as if burnt and swiftly he uttered an apology to which Aura tilted her head to the side in confusion, making a questioning sound as she worried that she had displeased Momonga-sama. It was certainly true that she and her sister were nowhere near as buxom and full of figure as the invading duo and Albedo-sama.

"I need to trouble you with something. I have various experiments in progress ...... Which I would like to ask you for your help."

Ah! Aura realized her master had pulled back from his affectionate touch in order to see to his responsibilities as Supreme Lord of Ainz Ooal Gown. Given the great passions and appetites of his race, this emphasized the strength of his will and awed, she hastily nodded, a hand lashing out to ensure Mare was properly showing her agreement, “Of course, Momonga-sama! Ask me anything and I will do it!”