“You're welcome.” Abdul set a hand n her shoulder after she sat up in order to keep her from getting up too fast and ending up dizzy as a result. “That Enchantment is particularly nasty turning your own mind against itself.”

The steam still lingered but had diminished a great deal. Tori wasn't too far from her as if she was struck down shortly after hitting her with that spell. She heard the clashing f blades at the time, saw Typhoon and concluded that Roc had to have come upon the scene not long after.

It was tough to tell if she was still breathing. Clearly the Efreeti were down and out. Two had been drenched, suffocated. Another had been run threw and the last she did not see so he was either hidden by the remaining steam or he had gotten away. Unlikely that he had, though they did look concerned it had been for her.

Now that she had seemed fine no one seemed to show any concern about it. The Water Serpent was gone, dismissed she figured. There had been numerous puddles left in it's wake. There had been no telling if Typhoon had to first summon water to call the serpent forth or if the water left was from it coming. Another question had been if Typhoon could just generate water as she generated flame.

“Tori's there,” Roc pointed despite her seeing her already.

“Sadly it is not over yet. We have to defend the shrine. Bryne is here.” Abdul held out his palm to silence her. “I can feel him close by. Power like that is hard to mistake. It is either Bryne, another Paraelemental or a group of them. I cannot distinguish any of them other than feeling this surge of power.”

She and the others had not felt it, but if Abdul was sensing it it reasoned that he was more sensitive to it or simply sensed it further out then they would. He had already displayed the that he could remove powerful magic that the others could not dispel. His hand dropped away.

“Stratos failed?”

“Or he didn't get them all. Maybe one or two of them were already on their way here.”

Anyone could tell there was no love lost between Flame and Tori for when the crimson haired sorceress gazed upon her body she met the scene with apathy. Whether alive or dead, the woman didn’t care if it ended up being the latter. She’d been imprisoned, had her memories suppressed and subsequentrly forced to endure days in prison, their escape and travels and now she woke from an enchantment which violated her to the farthest recesses of her being.

If anything, Flame wanted the witch to die. An evil, power hungry woman like her had no right to a continued existence. Someone had to revoke that privilege eventually. They beat the Efreeti whose lifeless bodies were scattered around the scene and part of her gave rise to the profound desire to add another corpse to their numbers. It burned brightly at her core now that they were close to finishing her off.

Such was the nature of her fiery temperament. It took a great deal to keep it at bay though Abdul’s hand helped in that regard. She took a moment to recover on the ground rather than rise immediately as there was no telling how much her body went through in reality.

Still, more was yet to come. Stratos must’ve failed or didn’t get all the Forgotten Four as one or several of them marched on the shrine right then and there. It’d be difficult to predict their chances although Abdul made certain they knew of their unforeseen arrival on the temple grounds.

“Whichever the case, we’ve got to deal with them now. We don’t have much time so we best get ready before they’re right on us.” Flame added upon rising from the ground. Sinking back onto the floor had been more comfortable after everything her body and mind went through, but there was no time to catch a break. Time was of the essence and ran out much quicker than it did during their assault. Scarlet eyes scanned the others for a moment. “Any suggestions?”

There were a few things Flame had in mind, but then again the scope of the imminent battle eluded her. They may attempt to hide and wait in the off chance Bryne made use of the Flames of Purity to destroy the other Paraelementals after they took care of business. Not that they would with obvious signs of battle all around. In addition the Blue Shrine would be open at that point in time and too many matters were left to chance if they went through with it. It’d be simpler to face them outside rather than end up being flushed out of the shrine as well.

Two Elemental Masters may be a match for one of the Forgotten Four which limited them to two targets overall. They had Abdul and an Angel on standby, but she had her doubts about reaching out to the latter for assistance unless there was some way she could use the Fire Serpent to return to camp in an instant. Whatever they ended up doing, they had to defend the shrine. They were one more battle away from securing it fully, at least long enough to render it destroyed for anyone who wishes to lift the seal on it.

“We can destroy the keys, make it tougher for them to access the innards of the shrine.”

“No good, at least not straight away. Those are not normal statues and protected from harm able to absorb the power of an element. They are strongly protected with Abjuration magic. First I would have to dispel it, then we could destroy the statues.” Abdul stated as he glanced at each statue. “We would have to get more than two destroyed since the paraelementals can open two each. Fire has already been charged so it should be the first key destroyed. The magic is more involved than Tori's, that's a given,” but I can neutralize it in time.”

While she may have thought that he was stalling to access it himself, even if that were the case, even if he had Roc and Typhoon unlock their elements there was still Air. So him stalling was just a fleeting matter seeing what they discussed before. As much as he may have desired a peak at the contents she didn't think that he would hinder them deliberately. If it took time then it took time. It had seemed that both Roc and Typhoon had been incapable of ridding the magic that Tori placed upon her and Abdul could. Tori was unable to force open the seals of the shrine so the two other Elemental Masters couldn't bring down the Abjurations on those statues she could assume.

“I'll prepare to face whoever is coming to buy you time.” Abdul nodded to the dwarf.

“And I'll help.” Everyone knew that one Paraelemental was roughly the equivalent of two of them. Roc could not hope to beat one alone under normal circumstances and they were aware that at least one was coming. If more than that then it looked bad.

Hopefully Stratos took out at least one of them. With four Elemental Masters they could deal with two. Add in Abdul and Nicodemus then they should be able to deal with three. If Nicodemus was at full power from what little she saw from him thus far it probably wouldn't be an issue especially since he could freeze time in a localized area.

“You need to get back to the camp and get the others. Coordinate an attack from their rear. Three in front, three in back, we'll hit them from both sides.”

“Don't you mean two and three if you're taking down those keys?”

“Three. In a worse case scenario I will join in the fray. If we fall too quickly I might not have a chance in taking down those keys. We should focus fire on one at a time, we don't need to kill them all to delay them and a delay will give us time to come up with something else.”

Though the group had to split up the plan seemed sound. All of them had their part to play although the Forgotten Four must’ve been close for Abdul to be able to sense the surge in power. Flame despised the thought of having to leave her companions rather than stand with them on this one, but one of them had to fetch reinforcements and that particular task fell back on the sorceress. Assault the approaching forces and flank them from the rear while the others took them on from the front. It made the whole endeavor actually seem doable depending on how many individuals they ended up facing.

Flame acknowledged the plan with a nod as her eyes wandered back and forth between the others with a purpose in their midst although there was no hiding the blatant slivers of trepidation. “Then we better not waste any more time and prepare for what’s to come.” In essence Flame merely meant to vocalize her desire to get moving back to camp as soon as possible. She’d hate to see any of them harmed. Both Gale and Nick could make all the difference and it was on her to retrieve them. “I won’t be long.”

Whichever means of travel had been fastest would get her back to the Angel and Elf who stayed behind. Nicodemus’s might turned out to be most impressive thus far and these abilities were a mere fraction of his powers. After all, he didn’t truly mean to harm her outside of their playful one on one sessions. Freezing time itself had been a huge deal which certainly made him quite an asset for the encounter to come. She hoped it wouldn’t be too late by the time they got back to the others.

All the while, Flame pondered how long it’ll take for the Forgotten Four to reach the shrine, measuring each of her step against one of theirs in the back of her mind. That dark thought walked with her, loomed over her in a persistent shadow of doubt and infused her veins with adrenaline to quicken her advance. Hopefully Gale and Nicodemus were ready to depart straight away. There was no time to be lost.

While there was no fire at the base camp as far as she knew there was the one that she and Abdul used before. It was doubtful that it was still burning at this stage but she would loose nothing by trying and if by some chance it was still burning it would allow her to save a good deal of time.

Stepping through the Flame Serpent still felt odd. She had not mastered the technique and it was more a feeling she got, all this information that hit her and had been calculated in an instant as if she was aware of every fire closest to where she wished to go in the first place then settled on the closest in an instant. All this should have taken ages to calculate but the matter was so instinctive and effortless on her part. She knew where she wished to go and her journey would bring her as close to that spot as possible. It was involuntary in a sense, no harder then breathing but at the same time surreal.

Her vision was blinded for a moment from the fire. When she emerged she realized she where she was so suddenly, the knowledge imparted in her at once even as it took a few seconds for her vision to clear. She was way, way, off the mark.

Tentacles wrapped against her legs and arms, she was drawn forward reminded of that beast Tori used against her. Her vision soon cleared, fingers working at the buttons of her school blouse ever so slowly as a familiar creature stood in front of her, carefully undressing her.

I know I said I would not draw you out premature this time but that part has concluded and we still have the weekend. The battle for the Blue Shrine is next and this allows us to have a good cliff hanger for now. Plenty of loose ends too ... He worked her blouse off, tentacles releasing her then grasping her again to allow for the removal of that garment, hands smoothly enveloping her bra clad breasts before they moved back to remove it as well making full contact with them.

I could easily put you back if you don't prefer the real thing.

Soon, circumstances changed once more. Seeking the means of transport Abdul had shown to his daughter, there was no going back when the flames fully enveloped the young sorceress. A whirl of sensations followed suit in their combined attempts to overwhelm the mind. She could not explain everything fully, but understood enough to be able to press on without fear. Instinct became her guidance, a compass in the unknown Flame stepped into without her father to lead the girl on.

Illusions weaved into her very consciousness began to waver. The shapely red head knew mere moments before emerging into a familiar touch that things were off. Something went wrong, whether it be her mistake or the intention of another. It sent shudders down her spine before tentacles took over in creating that particular sensations within her, the smooth damp touch of a familiar face. She didn't know how much time passed until now, whether mere seconds or hours as there was no way for her to tell for sure, but the fact he brought her back had been a pleasant one nonetheless.

She always loved the prospect of giving into such an ancient creature, a being of sheer limitless wisdom and power, a deity had he only desired to make it happen, but rather than shifting away from the essence of the flesh Aegir presented himself to her as tangible matter to tease and explore. Thousands of years were matched against a mere two decades as their bodies met. All that experience lathered her with affection. She couldn't help but feel insignificant when looking at the numbers, but part of it made being with him so exciting. What greater man could ever hope to tame and control the feisty young woman whenever he pleased?

"Aegir." Ryu cooed his name with renewed delight though her voice was kept low and sheepish whilst warmth swiftly ascended to the student's gorgeous features. Willful movements let her blouse drift away for the brief moment he actually allowed her to move, exposing more needy youthful flesh to the naked eye. Sensuous curvatures flank the luscious expanse of her hips and smooth planes of her belly, anything further down being concealed by little more than an almost indecently designed skirt although the pride of her chest had been far too difficult to ignore when they bounced free.

A fleeting touch let the clothed orbs tingle. She experienced excitement when he felt her up, how the feeling welled up deep within her core only to wash away whatever else might've been on her mind at the time. Supple ruby lips fall apart amid a near silent gasp as he removed the final barrier of cloth. Soon they pressed shut again though in secret Ryu lightly nibbled on her lower lip, unable to keep herself from thinking about Aegir in ways that would've been lascivious in every sense of the word.

"Nothing compares to the real thing- Ah! Y-You know that. No, I want to be here with you. I didn't come to stay the weekend for nothing but stories, after all." She noted with a soft smile as her eyes met his. When he came forth to grace her breasts with a touch, he felt their practically pounding warmth against him. How soft and malleable they were. Not for a second he had any reason to doubt they'd fold about his touch if he applied any degree of pressure. Yet even a creature of his stature barely managed to engulf the extent of her heavy mammaries to the fullest as they oozed an incredible warmth directly into his smooth yet damp touch. Sensitivity alone practically had her shudder in delight as he made contact with them.

Without even moving, he could feel her nipples harden. Her heart beat excitedly all the while. An intense fire of desire had been unleashed within the curvaceous temptress, her lips trembling amidst the ever growing heat building inside her as Ryu sucked in staggered breaths. She could have had anyone in the realms he created, but who else truly managed to arouse her with such practiced ease?

"A-Are these really necessary?" She let her gaze drift over the number of tentacles securing both arms and legs. If they were to remain, Ryu had no reason to complain. In truth, they both knew how severely bondage and the like appealed to her fantasies. "What are you going to do to me?" The question soon followed as she began to wonder what he had in store for her. Would he keep her restrained, to toy, to tease and torment? Or, would he let his devoted servant off the chains to let her indulge in him however she pleased first?

We will tackle the aftermath of the Blue Shrine later, despite not wishing to end things as I said earlier I had a sudden change of mind. In the past he had pulled her out of a fantasy to partake of the real thing. He was odd in a sense, he felt her pleasure, fed off it and while a fantasy could nourish him in a sense it felt twice as good in reality feeling his own pleasure and hers as well.

His thumbs traced over erect nipples rubbing them as he peered at her. He considered her words, the tentacles coiling about her limps. Two others dipped beneath her skirt, one to pill aside her panties, the other to rub against the warmth of her flesh. Nice and slow he teased her as he thought this over a good deal it appeared.

Weighing options she supposed. Then he addressed her question. I suppose not, at least for now. The tentacles drew away from her, releasing her. One presented itself to her lips pushing inside her mouth as he played with those enormous breasts.

Nothing you won't like.

The tentacle freed itself from her lips arcing around her as another hiked up her skirt. That lubricated tentacle slid between her ass cheeks rubbing against her, up and down prior to angling against her rear. At the same time another dipped beneath her again working towards her sex, rubbing along the slit again before angling against that entrance.

All the while he molded those tits in his grasp or let his thumbs grace those hard nipples. Decisions, decisions. Do I offer you more free reign or ... At that moment both tentacles pressed into her at the same time. Paused they worked to counter each other as he established a rhythm of the two increasing the very speed between the two.

Soft globes molded against his tempting touch and as a result rosy pebbles popped out of her bountiful breasts as though they've become eager to display their firmness. They engorged with blood and pulsed with need. Given enough time he could've sent her over the edge by teasing little more than them as others had done in the past. Sensitive as they were, Ryu had nothing but sweet symphonies of delight to offer the man who indulged in her blessings.

She fell victim to his actions. New possibilities revealed themselves with the absence of restraints, but other tentacles distracted her. Hands clenched into fists as he teased her meanwhile aroused sex, each becoming tighter as another pressed to her lips.

Warmth spread through her body upon inviting him inside. Whether shame, humiliation or her twisted love for either of the two in his presence, her body felt hot. Perhaps it came with the discovery of what resided beyond her lips. She greeted him with her tongue, coating him in saliva as it dragged over the surface since it dawned on her what he'd do. It was warm here, downright homely as if the very orifice attempted to summon memories of it folding about his shaft to the surface of his mind, and deep down it turned out to be a shamelessly salivating mess which drooled in anticipation about his captive tentacle.

Strings of shimmering saliva connected them both when he pulled away before breaking apart, once more giving rise to her delighted bedroom voice without it being muffled in any way. Though when he teased her further, tentacles wriggling against her depths, the busty red head gazed deeply into his eyes with bated breath.

"Ahhnn!" She let out a loud moan with the rising pressure against her body. Ryu's back arched with practiced bravado when he pressed into her, filled her. The snug nature of her insides collapsed about his tentacles as though they could singe each appendage given how tight she was. She oozed desire, maybe desperation to be taken in such a manner outside of the fantasy realm they'd spent days in.

At the same time Ryu embraced him, pinning both his hands between her warm milky breasts and his own chest as the girl struggled for support. A hand latched onto his shoulder, her grasp tight though cautious in her attempt not to dig her nails into his mauve flesh while the other laid down upon his chest to treasure Aegir's body with a long, lingering caress. Smooth toned thighs part mildly for greater comfort as he claimed her, the lower edge of her skirt shielding each wonderfully sculpted limb from the naked eye though he'd partaken of their delightful nature time and time again in the not too distant past.

"You're such a tease. I've been looking forward to this all day." She relayed in thought as her hips begin to disobey and roll against each thrusting appendage in a futile attempt to guide her pleasure to even greater heights. It hardly mattered whether he allowed her free reign now, but Ryu figured it may be an incentive for him to either control or command her and if not, then she knew a thing or two about entertaining him tonight. "Whatever you want to do is fine. I'm yours for the weekend. You can do anything you want to me."

She smiled a bit at that although her face had been buried in his flesh, breathing in his familiar scent whilst he experienced Ryu's hot, needy breaths against him. "But, I get to choose how we do it tomorrow night, okay?"

Ryu tempted him in that regard, whether to read her thoughts or not since it had to be apparent the curvy student had plans one way or another. A surprise was waiting for him, something the girl prepared and yet he had been too eager for her to prepare it hence it had to wait until the following night. It was one thing to fall for him, let alone seduce him, but to be in control would be fascinating.

Yet these thoughts wouldn't trouble Ryu tonight. The faint sound of the waves lapping against the shore had been a constant reminder of what staying here entailed. Aside from him, there wouldn't be a single soul nearby for the next few days. They were alone. She liked it here even more because of that fact. It'd be the closest she'd be fortunate enough to have until graduation.

It was a good thing he lacked bone. Through physic will he appeared to have a structure. He could stretch his limbs, collapse them and even squeeze into the smallest of places like he did now as he advanced within those tight confines.

Alternating those thrusts he lifted her up with the one in her pussy so that she was standing on her toes before it retracted as the one in her rear went to work lifting her up once more before her feet were flat on the ground once more. Once the two got started her feet were never completely on the ground again.

The tentacle teased her tongue playing with that warmth, his hands trapped by those warm mounds, the evidence of her arousal clear as he looked to those peaks. Imagery rushed through several of his minds as he considered further, another focusing on her.

She had peaked his interest. Not so much that he peaked into her thoughts other then the emotions and sensations he could feel on the surface. There were so few of the students that he had not pried further into their minds and she was one of them. It so rarely happened that he kept himself open to being surprised on occasion. He could have cheated and peaked into her plans, though he did not.

Done. He agreed to that, those tentacles picking up speed, thrusting faster and faster then slowing to a near stop to allow her to settle down before increasing speed once again then slowing. It was clear that he was playing with her, the same way that her hand had been playing with his chest. Then her feet had been allowed to touch the ground as those tentacles worked free of her.

On all fours. He commanded, waited until she complied then moved behind her unzipping her skirt then slowly peeling it down, her panties next both garments bunching up at her knees. With one hand her briefly rubbed against an ass cheek before slithering back from her.

A tentacle wrapping about her neck pulling her head back as he applied just enough pressure to cut off her air supply, then relaxed his tentacle at times to allow her to get a few good breaths to keep her from blacking out.

While he did this another tentacle whipped her ass, catching her rump barely at the full extension of that tentacle. The whips were far from strong but a few degrees above light as well. Her breasts were coiled up by tentacles, thinner now as they had to stretch out further. Caressing them as another returned to her sex, it to thinner but hardly waiting as it rubbed against her a few times prior to slipping back in a circular pattern. With no bones that tentacle could keep twisting then untwisted as it pulled free much like an actual drill driving inside her.

A frown graced her features though it had to pierce through a veil of ecstasy to become visible. She had to get down on all fours which forced her to move away, to relinquish her touch on him and the closeness that came along with it. At the same time he agreed to letting her choose tomorrow's nocturnal activities which made withdrawing from him now much easier than before. Aegir gave an order and Ryu had to comply, but that wasn't quite it. Sure, the girl loathed letting him go, but then again there'd be ample time for her to cherish him tomorrow whichever way her heart desired.

"Ugh!" Descending onto all fours, Ryu let him do as he pleased although a tentacle leash had been a surprising element to the blend of sensations assaulting her then. Her back arched deliciously with the first lash of his tendril, jutting out her precious round ass and ample chest for his viewing pleasure. The combination of pleasure and pain jolted her forward with a delighted squeal, encouraging her trapped breasts to strain their fleshy restraints as the pair bounced beneath his loving ministrations.

All the while Ryu gasped for air. It took immense restraint to remain on all fours when he cut off her supply. Though she was always on the brink of blacking out, the edges of her vision swimming amidst the few breaths he allowed her to take, the nubile red head trusted him with her life.

It was a strange sensation all the same. Asphyxiation never played a part in the bedroom before other than within his fantasy realm. She had grown fond of it in her own twisted, perverted fashion. Yes, Aegir was the Master. It established his reign upon her further while Ryu loved the feel of his dominance. A strong woman required a strong man and perhaps between the two of them that sentiment became as true as it could be.

She never thought too deeply into it, but the truth never escaped her. Aegir possessed far greater power than anyone she knew. His age dwarfed her own. That much would never change. They'd never be equal and the thought of losing herself to him had been too damn hot. Despite treating her well, perhaps he thought about her the same way. His desires were free to be unleashed and tonight he chose this. Ryu was his and there was no need to hide whatever he wished to do to his eager pet.

Her tongue had yet to cease toying with the tentacle he offered to her. Warm saliva washed over its length while muffled moans enriched the experience with her own feverish passion. Aegir whipped her while mauve flesh danced against her dripping sex, then rubbed against the entrance before dragging along her quivering depths. Scarlet eyes widened in shock as he drilled into her with a second tentacle, how it enhanced the texture of the ones already claiming her as the velvety confinement of these folds began to quake and shudder.

It wouldn't be long now unless he didn't let her. Ryu was close and traced the tentacle's movements with rhythmic counterthrusts of her own, her body being desperate to climax as shimmering juices stained both his appendages and her toned albeit trembling thighs.

Aegir could have simply continued the fantasy. Having her arrive at Nicodemus and continuing on from there. He was patient, but even temptation got to him at times. He could feed off her experiences and pleasures but generating his own had been twice as fun.

She was worn out too, it had not been all that long since her last encounter and while he usually spaced them apart better he was a bit eager himself to further the experience. But he chose not to draw in out for long feeling it was best to grant her a longer rest period. It was an exchange knowing the more he wore her out now the less she would be able to offer later and he was interested in that.

He did not hurry things along but did not draw them out too long. Her tits squeezed, her tongue played with in return by his tentacle as he drove another in her. The asphyxiation and whipping were part of the experience but not all of it.

Evolving in water, his kind had a humanoid form. Given his boneless state it was necessary for his to use psionics to keep his form above the waves to prevent being a collapsed puddle. He could compress himself simply by revoking his psionic abilities.

His shape otherwise did not change but all that was necessary was pressing on her mind making her feel what he wanted. As a tentacle tip pressed to the sole of her foot it felt as if a pin was pricking her wherever it touched.

Of course he wasn't breaking the flesh at all. But he did not need toys, especially with her looking away from him. It gave the illusion that he was using tools when he wasn't making the experience easier for her to believe in.

He did not deny her orgasm, extracting that tentacle then replacing it with himself. Filling her, pressing into her until he came or her body succumb to the experience. Whipping tentacles had been replaced by slaps to her back side, her hair grabbed and pulled back roughly but at the same time not tough roughly.

In any case, he did not simply abandon her afterward, she was her for at least one more night. Mouth tendrils quivered as he looked down at her.

Now rest, Ryu. He remained close going inert but clearly conscious waiting for her to recover, giving her time to rest, unless she had been impatient.