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6th-tier monster: (falls)
Congratulations, you have defeated the 6th-tier monster!
Your current level: 7 Experience gained: 3000 Gold gained: 10000 Item drop: Monster Fang
I'm really sorry, but I don't know how to proceed from here. Can someone help me? - user1
Solution:
- Since you've reached level 7, you should consider using your experience to upgrade your skills or abilities.
- Use your gold to purchase items or equipment that can improve your performance in combat.
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Your arrow strikes true, felling the last goblin. Silence descends upon the cave.

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You take a moment to catch your breath, surveying the carnage left behind. All of the goblins have been neutralized, and their numbers are greatly reduced. This should buy the nearby village some time against future attacks. Now it's up to you whether you wish to claim any treasures or leave empty-handed...

You nod encouragingly at her words. "I see," you say with a thoughtful expression. "Well, I'm glad to hear that you have an interest in magic. It's important for any aspiring mage to know the theory behind their spells just as much as the practice." You pause, thinking for a moment before continuing. "Perhaps we can start by teaching each other our hobbies? I could show you how to fight and defend yourself, while you could teach me about magic and those creatures you like to draw."

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Lily's eyes light up at the idea and she nods eagerly. "That sounds like fun! I can't wait to start learning how to fight!" She pauses for a moment, considering your offer further. "And maybe we could also explore the woods together? There are so many magical creatures living there that might help us practice our magic." Her expression turns hopeful as she looks up at you expectantly.
You smile reassuringly at her. "I think that's a wonderful idea,"

Arya blushes prettily at your words as she leans down to meet you eye to eye. "I knew there was something special about you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the silence of the throne room. "And I'm glad that fate brought us together." She reaches out a hand, cupping your cheek tenderly before tracing her fingers through the locks of your black hair.
The king clears his throat once more, this time with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Well then,"
I'd lean forward slowly, kissing her lips softly

As your lips meet hers, Arya sighs contentedly, wrapping her arms around your neck and deepening the kiss. The king harrumphs loudly but can't help but smile as he watches this display of affection unfold before him. He turns to his advisor with a wink and a nod, indicating that it's time to begin planning for their wedding celebration.
The rest of the world fades away, leaving only the two of you in this perfect moment, connected by love and destiny.

Slave gasps for air as you force your cock deeper into her throat. Her eyes bulge and water, tears streaming down her face. She tries desperately to please you, but the pain is too much. Her hands struggle behind her back in futility against her restraints as she struggles not to vomit.
Her cheeks hollow and her neck strains as she chokes on your thick length. She whimpers pitifully, unable to form any coherent words through her sobs.

I keep my cock down her throat, and keep wiggling and thrusting it. The entire length of my sixteen inch cock is pressed forcefully down her neck, and I don't let up as I test every single one of her limits as I stretch her throat.

Slave gasps and chokes as you force your cock deeper into her throat. Her eyes water and bulge from their sockets as she struggles desperately to breathe around the massive intruder. Tears stream down her face, mixing with saliva and blood. Her hands clutch at your thighs in a futile attempt to find purchase or leverage in this hopeless situation.
Her neck strains and her cheeks hollow as she chokes on your thick length, unable to expel you from her throat.

The Queen raises an eyebrow at your display of magic, but doesn't seem particularly alarmed by it. In fact, she seems almost impressed. "Very well," she says, her voice firm once more. "You may leave now. I will inform you of my decision at a later time." Her words echo through the throne room, and the nobles begin to whisper among themselves once more.
I'd nod, as I would stand up, leaving the throne room

As you exit the throne room, you can feel the weight of the court's eyes on your back. The power within you crackles like a live wire under your skin, begging to be unleashed. But for now, all you can do is wait for the Queen's decision...