(Much better. >=3 NOW to kill him lol.)

Lily was much quicker than he was, and lucky thanks to Izume's spell. That gave her the advantage as she moved in to strike. The first thing she did once she got close was leap and roll to avoid his grasp. She cut his balls off as she went before coming up behind him and cutting through both of his knees with a single, well-placed stroke.

Her eyes fluttered as she struggles to comprehend to noises going on behind her. She hears the leaping of Lily, the growls of her tormentor, things are getting rather heated ...

Trakh roared, he was big though even without the modifications to her luck he was much stronger but slower than she.

Dashing in, her sword flashes as she cuts at his balls, Trahk still exposed as he had not taken the time to adjust himself or his loin cloth before flowing into the fray something he regrets, a clawed hand sailing over her head as she cuts him.

He roars out but soon falls to his knees as she spins around him with a slash to the back of his legs that sends him crashing to the ground, at least for now as his single arm presses to the ground keeping him from collapsing entirely. His clawed arm rejoins them though rather than going to his body the limb tries fighting on it's own trying to grasp at her ankle.

Lily stabbed through the hand and cut it, rendering it useless. She then jumped on the troll's back and stabbed her sword through its head so that the blade came out between his eyes.

She hears and sees a little better, her dazed state peeling away against the surge of Adrenalin that was coursing through her at the moment, words and gestures sweep through her mind though she cannot get her limbs to respond as readily as she thinks them as she pantomimes a spell rather slowly as her mind begins to clear a bit.

The hand is still moving as she skewers it though broken bone makes it open and close a great deal slower now to the point that it would be practically useless.

Trakh snaps at her with his jaws as he twists around but it is clear that he is trying to keep her at bay but as luck would have it she brakes the circle of his reach leaping onto his back and using her sword, in sinks inward and would have had a harder time with the blow if not for luck guiding her hand and she encounter weak spots.

The troll then collapsing the rest of the way to the ground as he lets out a finally growl of defiance.

Lily twisted her sword inside the troll's skull, making sure it couldn't regenerate. She then withdrew her sword and shook the blood and gore off of it. "Izume, are you okay?" She asked as she walked over to her friend.

She's babbling something incoherent, part in a daze as she chants here fire incantation but it takes a long moment for her to realize that it is quite unnecessary. It is over, though her clothes as torn as they were she does her best to fix the scraps, tying or holding together portions when she could.

Izumi wipes the tears from her face and nods as she sits up.

With a crash the troll falls to the ground, even the hand goes inert for it seemed as remarkable as their healing was it was not true regeneration, an injury like this to the brain was fatal to it.

As Lily flicks the gore off her sword and approaches her comrade she can hear movement again in the dark passages, not the heavy foot falls of the trolls or the scurrying of spiders this time but something else … there is a steady metallic sound as well and a glow of torch light from on of the passages. Currently it is distant, at first she might have thought it had been orcs though they do not need torch lit to see having incredible vision in the dark but this is something else entirely, yet another threat again on the heels of two others?

Lily looked to the passage and heard the sound of metal. "When will this nightmare end?" She groaned.

She was coming into it now, her focus still waned, her head hurt from where the troll struck her and so did her pussy. Her dream self tended to be a virgin since she still was in the waking world but fortunately this time that had not been the case for she was portraying a witch and in her mind a chaste witch while not impossible had not been what she would have envisioned.

Managing to get into a crouch she watches ready to launch her fire magic, not sure if they were trolls or not but they were still in troll territory she guess and thus she remained ready.

There were three of them. The first smeared in blood and wearing dented armor. The ichor had not been his own … there was a familiar air about him, Clyde, so he had survived! He was with a dwarf that wore a gold tabbard over his armor and wielded a mace. He was the one carrying the torch though the gray haired full beard dwarf obviously did not need a light source. Clyde did but due to the great size of the ax he didn't have a free hand to carry it.

With the two in leather armor was an elf female … one Lily would recognize as Julie, an incarnation of her unconscious mind perhaps.

“You two are still alive, good. I found a little help or rather they found me when I was gifting all those orcs in the dark. This,” he indicated the dwarf first, “is Master Slate and she is Marson.”

“Quick, follow it is dangerous here and I know a safe place,” the elf says as she takes point with her strange repeating crossbow.

"She looks familiar," Lily muttered under her breath. Obviously she would have a hard time remembering Julie, as she was dreaming and one could barely remember anything of the waking world while in a dream. Of course, this was no ordinary dream, as the pain in her gut from the earlier punch she had received could testify. "C'mon, let's go before anything else tries to make a fuck and a meal out of us," she said to Izume. "The sooner we finish whatever we have to do, the sooner I can wake up from this horrible dream."

“Familiar?” Izumi looked at the group but only recognized Clyde among the trio glad that he was still amongst the living, glad that she was as well though her body ached as she stood, wincing with each movement as they began to move out and hoping that she did not slow them down too much.

“Yeah, OK.”

Seeing her wince and seeing her in obvious pain Slate moved to Izumi setting a hand on her chest and sending the warmth of radiant energy though her in an effort to heal her. He was some sort of priest healing her and using his magic to mend that torn garments of her robes. As good as new …

“Better?”

Traveling on in the darkness for a fair distance the men followed Marson as she moved through dark passages though it must have been a relief when they grew small and narrow as they clearly got out of the trolls section.

In short order they came to a chamber that had a small pool and a glowing yellow-green phosphorescent fungus, which was edible too.

“What do you remember? Last memories before this place?” Marson asked as she turned to the pair at last then looked about the chamber before settling her gaze back on them.

“The monsters avoid the fungus while it is planted I found,” how she knew that had been their guess.