That wasn't good, the prospect of the two women simply too much for the ogre to hold back. Ryu didn't know what they were saying, each uttered response as unfamiliar as the last although it wouldn't take much to discern their meaning through body language.

Any discussion on their part came to an abrupt halt as Gale fell into a fighting stance, the effort was noble and stricken with confidence or sheer arrogance and while it wasn't entirely impossible that she knew how to defend herself it seemed like a lost cause. Aside from his lust driven approach Murk was a jailor here and having the intellect of a moron he still took care of prisoners in his own way, surely he wasn't inexperienced either whether he fought elves before or not.

His stench was atrocious, to think that they were supposed to mate with him nearly made her feel nauseous at its manifestation in her nostrils though for the moment she managed to shrug it off.

The only human present on the other hand was weak and drunk to some extent, having gathered occasional meagre experiences with swords and the like in the past she still knew nothing of any martial arts, effectively rendering her quite useless. She hadn't predicted any of this though even if by some miracle she did, there was nothing aside from magic that could've protected her. The circumstances made her feel pitiful at best.

Part of her reasoned that an experienced fighter such as Gale should take care of him, what little experience Ryu suspected there to be although being less restrained in her actions she was driven by something herself, the need to assist even if she proved more of a burden than a blessing by the end of it. Quickly setting her muscles in motion she hurried over to her cellmate, somewhat wearily although she planned on standing side by side despite the odds.

She shot the other woman a determined look, uncaring of her status as a princess and letting her know she wouldn't have it any other way even if it was downright foolish. If the elf could defeat him then fine, Gale would prove herself superior, but if she failed there was no way the sorceress would just stand by to watch.

“Idiot! Step aside!” She had a plan but now wasn't the time to be bickering about it. She barely evaded a heavy blow because she got distracted, her leg coming up sharply to the massive ogre though there was a wet slapping sound as his fat absorbed most of the impact though fighting in her attire was difficult, far more restrictive than she would have liked.

She dashed away tumbling beneath the arm of the ogre as again it tried to grasp her at the same time he stretched out to Flame but his full concentration had not been on her and he failed to grasp her having Gale behind him and Flame in front.

Now would have been the perfect time for Gale to abandon her and dash to the door of the cell, shut her in with the ogre perhaps.

Murk was impressed by her large chest again and must have thought that was what Gale did, that was obvious only that the Elven Princess did not run. Instead Murk howled up as he was jabbed in the kidney, Murk loosing his focus on Flame as he was approaching her turning about so the Princess could deliver a front kick to his face as she leapt up.

She caught him good though not as badly as he did her swatting her back through the opened door and dumping her onto the floor giving Flame the perfect opportunity to strike now that he had been distracted before he would turn his attention back to her.

Her focus remained on avoiding his grasp as the princess made it clear that she was making a mistake, leaving her enough room to fight properly although the damage was already done. Ryu could barely coordinate herself out of harm's way whilst Gale graciously slipped past him, the whole act somehow guiding his attention toward the red head instead of the escapee. Perhaps she'd make a run for it, the other woman was an easy catch and he seemed eager on getting to her so the possibility was there.

She froze at the sight, wary of how she might spend the night though the elf hadn't tried getting away. Whether it was compassion or mere anger for trying to sully her physically didn't matter, at least she was given another chance to avoid falling victim to rape at the hands of this monster. Unfortunately his retaliation followed quicker than expected it seemed, catching the royal one before she could retreat.

Murk was headed for the downed elf, having all of his attention upon her in which moment Ryu was forced to act if they wanted even the slightest chance to get away relatively unscathed. Of course by attacking him she put herself at risk if she could even hurt him, but being the less effective of the two at the time just diverting his attention elsewhere was enough.

Technically she could build enough speed and use his own body as a means to ascend, latching onto the bulk of his body with an arm wrapped around his neck and cutting off the air whilst the other went straight for his eyes to steal the ogre's sight. It was tempting but equally as risky if not completely mindless, but she had to act on impulse here and thinking she was wrong all along didn't help.

Chances were that Gale wouldn't get up fast enough for it to have much of an effect so Ryu instead settled on a different strategy, swiftly building up a dash with what little room she had, the simple act requiring all the effort she could accumulate before bringing her knee up and burying it in his back with the momentum she had carried. Despite the state she was in her blow was directed near his spinal column to cause him a great deal of pain, not knowing where else to possibly strike with the unknown physical makeup of his body it seemed like the best choice.

Most of his fat was in his gut, legs and ass. As she found with Gale the kidney shot was effective as was the kick the the head though the later had been less so. His focus now had been on the elf. There was a little blood at the corner of his mouth an Murk was focused on making her pay for making his bleed. He barely made it two steps before …

WHAM!

Something hard buried into his spine with enough momentum behind it to stagger him forward though not out of the cell for it would have been a tight squeeze. He grunted at the impact and glanced back over his shoulder to see what had struck him, just a knee?

But while he did not stagger out of the cell Gale kicked upward, whether she was recovered or just fighting on instinct it was tough to judge. Her foot slams into the ogre's sack obviously making up for her deficiency in relative strengths by using speed against his clumsiness.

Murk howled out, he had had it with the pair of them. Grasping the bars of the cell with a hand he stamps the ground at his feet, at Gale while launching a back hand towards Flame, his torso bending back with the attack so he missed the glint of metal in the shadows.

There was little pride in harming another living being, but there was no denying how good it felt to hear him grunt and watch him stumble in response to her quick jab. Seeing the chance to strike Gale delivered another blow straight to his crotch eliciting a wonderfully pained howl from the ogre, the irony of this was not forgotten considering what he planned on doing to them though it seemed they'd driven him too far.

Imbalanced from the impact of her knee Ryu stumbled even before Murk smacked her away with ease, having little chance to dodge he sent her flying backwards into the cell with a surprised shout before hitting the floor, hard. There must've been bulky muscles under that fat somewhere, pain from the attack and landing seared through her entirety and whilst she was quite out of it physically she had been rather fit within her mind, quickly attempting to get back up in order to provide support.

Ryu spun around on her right side, seeking out proper balance as she struggled to pull herself up. Out of the corner of her eyes she took note of a metallic shimmer in a darker portion of the chamber, momentarily catching her attention although the elf remained in peril. There were risks involved in dashing toward the object of unknown nature, leaving her at the mercy of the enraged ogre yet if it turned out to be something she could use as a weapon they might be able to best the ogre or at least keep him at bay.

"Forgive me if I fail.", she thought as the woman grit her teeth, finally regaining the slightest composure that allowed her to stand before advancing toward that end of the cell.

Trying to reach it as fast as humanly possible she stumbled again once she avoided the cart simply due to her inability to walk straight right after, dropping to her knees uncomfortably though the object was just in reach now as her impaired vision tried to make out what it was.

Flame was swatted away violently from a pissed Murk. His focus was upon Gale seeing where the last blow landed. He would split her in half with that member, he did not care about Tori needing her alive at that point.

His stomp missed her as she rolled out of the way though he kicked her in the ribs afterward as he drove the air out of her lungs. Murk was about to do more when his attention was brought back to Flame as she dropped to one knee. The pained look on her features as she looked at something in the corner. His eyes could pierce darkness with ease and thus he saw the fork laying there … how useless it would have been anyway. He smirked at the red head. Gale wasn't going to help her now and he approached glee in his eyes as he grabbed the back of her head jerking on the hair and looking into her features.

He said something and chuckle as he jerked her up to her feet, a hand grabbing and groping the fullness of a breast, squeezing against it roughly as he then drove her back to he wall of the cell, his hands on her shirt tearing it open in one fell swoop and exposing those breasts of hers as he grinned at her, said something, a taunt maybe then grabbed her tits roughly as his hands moved over them.

Having wasted an opportunity to distract the ogre through another punch or kick she might've sealed their fate as she went for the fork instead, no matter how useless she decided to use it regardless in hopes of puncturing his skin though halfway there his steps were clearly distinguishable as he drew closer. Ryu managed to grasp the object but failed to hold onto it as the ogre forced her head back, falling to the ground with a clattering sound as it landed there while his hold on the intoxicated woman sat quite firm and way beyond her ability to resist.

Up close his bodily odor was even stronger, enough to cause her belly a slight dicomfort though as he jerked her head back she could only groan and stare straight into his bestial face. This was his prize and whilst she couldn't understand a word coming from his lips she shuddered at the tone, not to mention his god awful smell. He elicits a sharp cry from the red head as her hands swiftly take a hold of his reflexively in an attempt to ease the pain as he lifts her off the ground.

There she stood, helpless in the face of terror aside from gritting her teeth as he got to work on a sensitive mound, the situation unfolding in his favor as her body reacted in much the same way that went against her very nature. Physically she enjoyed the rough treatment, a tender moan slipping past her lips though mentally she would've prefered to end up like Gale. Then again the elf was better off this way, she made Murk angry and he might've killed her if it wasn't for the busty prisoner at her side that could tend to another urge of his. A far more satisfying one at that, no doubt.

Being pushed against the wall she felt how numb the alcohol truly made her, the impact felt dull rather than painful and while the sudden destruction of her shirt infuriated the girl any efforts on her part to deny him were quickly shut down by the pleasure that flowed through her heavy chest. Once again the pair was exposed to the cool air as her nipples began to harden almost instantly, driven into his palms that only intensified the stimulus the firmer they became and the more they were mashed between the soft flesh of her orbs and his own hands.

Driven back against the wall she tried to fight it, the physical sensation that she was forced to endure as her eyes traced his every move not knowing where to focus as though she were trapped in a haze. Heated surges drove deeply into her breasts as Ryu tried to shake it off for just a moment, that all she needed was a moment of clarity to provide one last effort of resistance. Of all things she remained flexible, lifting her legs up inbetween the monster and herself she placed her feet on the bulk of his fat belly and using the wall as leverage she planned on knocking him back at least a bit so she could break free.

That moan was rewarding an encouraging at the same time. He chuckled, amused fore even with the language barrier between them he could understand that. A short while later the ogre had her pressed to the wall though even now she tries to defy him, pushing against his chest but he was like a mountain onto himself, a sturdy creature at that which did not even back up against her as she tried to use that leverage.

Again he taunted her, or so she though, his foul breath was rank as he spoke, the putrid cloud about her face. His eyes suddenly widen as his mouth drops open in a silent scream. He drops her then drops to his knees then to the side.

Gale? She was still down clutching at her chest. The ogre had struck her good that last time. Rather a sword was thrust between the shoulder blades of the ogre piercing a lung and making it impossible for him to get out a scream.

Nicodemus was standing there yanking the blade out of a dead Murk. “Are you alright?” He asked, his eyes telling him the sad story of that shirt though it was a happy ending to that tale. He grinned at the displayed wares then shook his head before lifting his gaze.

“He disobey an order. Really I would have preferred not to smite him but it was he who brought this upon himself. Come,” he extended a hand out towards her to take it though while leaving the cell he stops to impart healing to the injured Princess. She gasped as her eyes sprang open.

“Stay back you sick bastard!” And with that Gale tried to scoot away though Nicodemus did not follow.

Within seconds she was spent, though she gave it her best shot she had only recently returned from a tiring torture session with Nick essentially draining her of all the strength she had left. All she managed to do was earn another smug sounding remark from Murk as hands dug into the pillowy softness of her breasts, toying with the pair though out of the blue something changed quite rapidly.

Being dropped out of his grasp a hand darted to her exposed chest as another covered her mouth in shock once the ogre slumped dead to the floor. Behind him stood Nicodemus much like the angel he was, here to save the day as he enforced the orders he'd given.

Ryu couldn't believe what he'd done, a brief silence lingered in the air before she took his hand and gave a wavering "Y-yes." in response. All along her eyes remained on Murk, perhaps in a minute or so he'd have done something unspeakable and whilst fondling her chest was a horrifying idea of foreplay with that beast there were worse things he could've forced her to go through. All the souls he tormented, women of course he'd gone after before being struck down, thankfully this would never happen again to anyone and whilst it meant loss of life she didn't feel anything close to actual sorrow.

Leaving the cell she had to take it slower than usual, walking on trembling legs due to the death of their tormenter and the wine coursing through her veins, the hand never leaving her breasts though they were too large to be covered completely. Portions of the flesh protruded from the shielding embrace of that limb, the applied pressure offering anyone around an enticing display of side boob yet using the coat to cover up hadn't occured to the girl.

They stopped near Gale, the poor princess clutching at her chest in pain and inability to breathe caused Ryu to look at her with pity though knowing his true nature she was grateful to find that he spared the time to cure her of any discomfort. She breathed out a sigh yet the relief was short lived, Gale complained rather than thanked him which might've been understandable since she probably had a rather colorful orientation.

"I for one am glad he saved us from that monster, princess." There was no scorning, no demeaning factor in her voice as her gaze diverted from the woman back toward their savior. For a moment she wondered if they gathered that shirt more adequate to contain her immense cleavage and if he was going to lead her away in order to get it.

A proper thanks seemed in order as they moved on, suddenly lunging forward into his back where she brushed up against him, the fullness of her engorged twin globes pressing into him there as she hugged Nicodemus softly. Wary of the sword in his hand she didn't mean to surprise him in case he lashed out at the sorceress, a faint trace of liquor in her breath as she spoke to the man. "Thank you."

Gale looked into the cell at the dead ogre as she was pulled back to the present. “I had everything under control until you muddle it up!” Gale retorted, shaking her head she would not thank Nicodemus as goblin jailors finally showed up.

“I was merely protecting my investment.” Nicodemus stated, either he was waving it off or playing up to expectations. “It took me far too long to respond. A century or two back my skills would have been sharper.”

He then ordered the guards to store Gale in another cell and then dispose of Murk's body which might have been amusing to watch. And then he added that Typhoon was to be placed in the same cell before he lead Flame onward stopping only once she wrapped her arms around him, the press of his breasts against his back had been pleasant indeed.

“Do not try to escape. I do not sleep unless I want to so don't count on me falling asleep at some point. It is clear that I cannot trust these buffoons and I desire to keep you closer now, Flame. There is much I still wish for you to do. Much I hope to show you.

“Besides, I would not want Murk to stretch you out before I decide to claim my reward,” he added, reminding her that he had been entitled to take her at ant point. He was holding her too that.

Perhaps he was playing it off in the halls were the goblins could over hear, perhaps he truly felt that way or had been coming up with an excuse.

“I agreed that he was not to touch you, unfortunately he had but not too badly. You are most welcome my dear." He grinned then taking up one of her hands and kissing the back of it.

They both made mistakes though Ryu refrained from blaming Gale for it whilst she had all rights to accuse her of being an idiot as much as she did back then. It was a preposterous assumption that it was the fault of Flame alone and a fire elementalist at that who might be rather chaotic in nature judging by their element of choice. If there had been at least a vocalized effort telling her to stand down or back off prior to Murk attacking then perhaps it would've ended differently, but what happened couldn't be reversed so they had to deal with what they did.

Ryu could forget about that as they left, grateful for being taken away so she wouldn't do anything rash such as slap the Elven Princess for acting in such a manner, granted she might get beaten up, but the resulting satisfaction would be well worth it. Now embracing Nicodemus all that mattered little, perhaps once she was sober again there was a need to return and apologize, but for the moment she enjoyed this.

"I don't believe that I'm in a state to make proper judgements although if by closer you mean someplace for me to lie down a bit then I'm all for not escaping." A soft smile spread on her face although it'd be difficult to distinguish if it was due to her overall pleasant mood or in response to what he said next. "Tactful, Nick .. really tactful."

Gradually she disentangled her greedy arms from his body, a hand on his shoulder for now that sought to stabilize her wobbly stance as he held the other before bringing it to his lips, bestowing a tender kiss upon the red head there. Naturally the way she was positioned the coat hang open at the front and revealed the abundance of feminine curves usually covered underneath, whether she hadn't noticed or just didn't care enough was left unanswered although once she was confident in standing on her own she quickly resumed to wrap an arm about her bare chest.

It was true that Murk had gotten to her, however the worst had been prevented and despite his attitude she felt as though he didn't mean for it to happen, that only through unfortunate circumstances he couldn't have intervened earlier so Ryu felt inclined to forgive him that slip of his. "Although he touched me you came to put an end to it, so you needn't worry about me refusing to keep up my end of our little agreement if just for me to show you how it's done properly."

Giving him a gentle nudge she almost stumbled again, wondering just where they were headed seeing how she barely knew anything about the prison they were in. Aside from her cell and the torture chamber she wasn't exactly given a tour of the facilities. "Where are we headed, anyway?"

Words that he would have loved to hear, that her judgment was impaired though he had already won the right to bed her and would not waste it just yet, especially when he was not receiving the best of her.

He had sensed the tension between her an the elf and separate them though he was going to set her aside anyway. He wanted her close or at least in a place no one was going to get at her at.

“My bedchamber, eventually. I hardly use it but no one enters it, outside of myself anyway.” He looked over his shoulder at her. He could smell the wine on her breath though her closeness was quite arousing. He reminded himself that he had to be careful here. He wanted to enjoy his reward and while he was planning on cashing in soon he still wanted to wait just a little bit longer though.

He grinned though, obviously she didn't think he was speaking coldly about the matter but adding humor do it, perhaps it was the excuse he wanted to use to justify the action, to look like he was only looking out for his own interests.

Oh yeah this was going to be tough given that fiery kiss and the flesh that called to him. He kissed back as they stood their, his hands rolling over her hips, his eyes pressing closed briefly then grinning as her lips moved from his. Warm breasts had pressed to his chest then, so warm and inviting that his body was already stirring as images filled his head about he wanted to do with her, do to her but he tried to keep it together for so long at least.

“We are going outside for the time being.” He lead her out to a balcony that looked out over a cliff. The view of the canyons below had been breath taking. There were two seats here and a small table her with half a glass of champagne.

“I do not often drink but there's reason to celebrate so I got some champagne.” They were at the back on the compound, the wails of the suffering were a constant. The sky was pink tinged from red. He was glad that she had not changed her mind about their little arrangement though. Murk put that in jeopardy and he despised knowing that matters were that close to being jeopardized by such an idiot. Now he was not going to risk matters any further.

"Lovely, I could use some fresh air." Upon leaving the pale, somewhat colorless yet confining walls of the prison he led her out on a balcony protruding from the main building in such a way that allowed them to witness the majestic beauty of an evening sky. The view had been absolutely stunning before she gently squeezed his hand in her desire to let go, slowly making her way over to the railing though she was taken aback further by what she found here.

"Ah!" The height made her shudder, as wonderful as the scenery below them turned out to be she struggled with that familiar unease for a moment before turning away, keeping the canyon in her peripheral vision rather than looking directly at it. They were here on his demand and the mood they set seemed far too pleasant to be ruined by not appreciating the experience to the fullest. Petty fear and worry couldn't be allowed to get in the way, not here and now for the thought of prison was tossed aside for more enjoyable ones.

"Then what are we celebrating?", she asked innocently before gracefully heading back toward him, a subtle swinging gait to her hips on display for the angel in spite of her condition. Ryu came to a stop at the table, carefully sweeping the glass up with her free hand between index and middle finger as it sat there calmly within her palm.

Turning toward him she held the glass inbetween their bodies, letting the both of them get a good whiff of the luxurious drink before raising the glass up to her own lips. Almost timidly she began to tilt it against the exhilarating fullness of those ruby red lips, taking but a mere sip before removing it from their luscious richness as it left them shimmering with the liquid she hadn't consumed. They were sheerly inviting, almost unnoticeably quivering at the prickling sensation it left behind and faintly glistening in the way the sun struck the red haired woman before scooping up the remnants of champagne with a swift motion of her tongue, savoring every second of it.

Relishing in the feel she reserved the right for the first sip, weighing with delight whether the wine or the more royal champagne was more to her liking. Briefly considering it she looked at the seats nearby. "Shall we take a seat and enjoy the view?"

In time her imprisonment seemed less than what it was actually supposed to be. The food was fantastic though she didn't count on it being the same quality every single day and she was allowed to move around freely albeit under his supervision and only where he planned on going. The various jailors couldn't touch her without as much as inciting anger within her angelic warden, so she was relatively safe from any physical harm which made her wonder how long that streak of luck was going to last, surely killing Murk wouldn't fare well with Tori and would have consequences.

Tonight her intentions had varied to a degree, escape being one of them though clearly part of her wished to turn off the lights in that bedchamber of his and go out with a bang.

He watched as she took in the view the land on which the prison was set had been among a field of purple grass, something Carrion had been noted from. The cries of pain and torment were something that Nicodemus no longer heard, he had been her to long so he filtered them out but in a way not even it could detract from the majestic beauty before him and he supposed the canyon wasn't too bad either

He had wondered if he should say anything at this stage. It was still early and he did not wish to get her hopes up but as she took up the drink for there was only one glass as he had not expected company he conjured another and poured before tasting the champagne again. He then grinned, evident that he knew something that she didn't but he did answer her.

“Freedom my dear, freedom.”

He casually walked to the table then nodded at her. “Of course.” He was seated and had a sip of wine while he had been immune to poisons he enjoyed the sweet taste as it ran down his thought. The swell of he breasts, those glistening lips it was as if she were fire itself. Both sensual and deadly at the same time. A beauty that could burn …

How long her luck would hold probably depended on the situation. Travel to and from Carrion from what she gathered was difficult so Tori was only likely o know of Murk's passing when the next prisoner was brought forth.

Nicodemus did not worry as if one ogre was inconsequential. He did figure though that she was going to ask what he meant, it was only logical of course. He watched her for a moment, his eyes filtering down to her chest for a moment though he hoped she did not catch his little error come to think of what he just did in relation to those clothes of hers … oh, well, it was a minor thing that he wouldn't be worried about, besides it was a deception for the sake of the goblins since they were unsure of his true nature he often had them fetch things for him rather then summon them to him.

Perhaps … yes he thought though that was playing a little with the wording he was feeling particularly horny so he refreshed her drink hopeful he could cloud her mind further. Oral sex wouldn't be argued against whether or not it counted. Perhaps a hand job. He could eat her out though, in fact he was considering doing just that. Keeping Flame close was as dangerous as trying to adhere to a flame he considered.

"Freedom?" Ryu took another sip before carelessly slipping into the chair closest to her, revelling in the feel of finally getting some much needed rest though her focus hadn't waned any as it remained on that remark of his. Whether she made the connection that he indeed knew something that she didn't, there was no indication of it as she glanced at him with a cheerful smile, briefly sweeping across him before taking in the sights once more. "I've got all I need right here .. Why would I want to break out?"

With each breath her heavy chest rose then fell, hypnotising in its rhythmic motions though unseen by Nicodemus and very much felt by Flame the fully erect nubs of her nipples pressed softly into the silky fabric of her gown from below, brushing up against it with eager throbs though the subtle pressure proved mildly arousing. Beneath that coat they pulsed with each beat of her heart, fully protruding from the massive breasts of hers awaiting an outlet that seemed only an arm's length away.

Taking another sip, rather a moutful this time as the liquid vanished past those enticing lips and she emptied half the glass of champagne he'd given her within moments, purring in contentment as it flowed among the tender flesh of her tongue before washing down her throat with a quick swallow. Ryu knew fully well what it did, that she was prone to its effects, but the more she drank the more she felt at ease and additionally it helped drown out the sounds she heard from all around that threatened to ruin the romantic setting.

The warmth coursing through her body didn't vanish, however, it only grew stronger the longer they sat there and every line of dialogue merely fueled her desire to replace his words with groans of satisfaction. Losing to the angel bound her to him for merely a single lovemaking and somehow she wanted to bypass that arrangement, that he may cash in on the feisty red head another time whilst granting her the pleasure even tonight.

But did she dare make a move on him? Gradually she sipped on the delicious drink until there wasn't much left, having consumed it without giving her state much thought though this gave her an idea on how to wrap him around her finger, a unique opportunity and without a doubt something he couldn't resist.

Unfortunately she required a refill of that same liquid, an experiment of sorts since she'd never done anything of the sort and while she was physically impaired she figured that it'd work in her favor.

Before long she got up, the drive being too intense to restrain her any longer as she rounded the table perhaps with a little more sensual swing to her hips than usual. Once by his side she stopped, bending over ever so slightly as she held out the glass to him, the other hand wrapped around her chest still. "Would you mind pouring me some more champagne?"