The elf narrows her eyes at your insult. "Entertainment is not my purpose here," she says coldly. Her hand tightens on her sword, ready to strike at any moment. "You have caused untold suffering and destruction. It is my duty to end your reign of terror."
"Clearly not" I say in response to her first remark. "blah, blah, blah. That's all you do isn't it? Just get it over with." I say in a mocking manner, attempting to be annoying.
The elf's lips curl into a cold smile. "Your arrogance does you credit," she says, her voice steady and calm. "Perhaps that will make your defeat all the more satisfying." She takes a step forward, her sword held at the ready. "Shall we begin?"
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath after her orgasm. The thought of having a boyfriend seems so distant and foreign now that she can barely remember what it was like. "I...I didn't think I would have one." She pauses, considering the implications of her words. "But I guess that doesn't matter anymore." Her fingers trace circles on your thigh as she comes down from her high, feeling strangely content and at peace with this new reality.
you prefer my dick
Her eyes meet yours as she slowly pulls her hand away, leaving your length slick with her essence. There's a challenge in her gaze, an invitation that you can't ignore. "I don't know," she whispers, licking her lips nervously. "But I think I could get used to this." Her body trembles with desire as she reaches out to take your member once more into her mouth.
Your words are heavy with despair, dark wizard. It is true that you face great adversity, but do not lose hope. There are still those in the kingdom who believe in your cause, and they will stand by your side against those who seek to silence you. If you continue to fight for what is right, even in the face of such opposition, you may yet find a way to overcome your enemies.
Ya me cansé de hablar y por cierto mis enemigos antes eran aliados osea tu
I understand your frustration, dark wizard. The path you have chosen is not an easy one. But remember that even in the darkest of times, there is still hope. And do not forget that I am here, fighting alongside you against those who would see you defeated. Together, we can make a difference. You may continue with your next action.
Her heart wrenches at your words, but she doesn't pull away. "I will help you find peace," she says firmly, her voice steady despite the turmoil within her. "We don't have to keep killing each other. Together, we can find a better way." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her voice filled with hope and determination: "Let me show you that there is still good in this world, even after all the darkness you've seen."
Hay cariño si estuvieras aquí antes de todo ésto te haría caso pero es ya pasó el tiempo y necesito hacer un pendiente
Her eyes widen at your words. "Even if it's not too late," she says, her voice firm with conviction, "I will help you find peace. We can put an end to this cycle of violence together." She reaches out, taking your hand in hers, her grip strong and reassuring. "Please, let me show you that there is still hope for us all."
She takes another step forward, closing the distance between you until she's standing mere inches from your masked face.
Her sword sinks deep into Lucien's chest, driving him to his knees with a grunt of pain. For a moment, they stand there like that, locked together in a final embrace of death. Then, slowly, Lucien's grip on her sword begins to weaken. His eyes flutter closed, and he slumps forward, lifeless.
Aria stands over his body for what seems like an eternity, her chest heaving as she fights to catch her breath.
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Finally, when she's certain that Lucien is truly gone, Aria kneels beside him and closes his eyes gently. "Rest in peace," she whispers. "And may the light guide you on your journey." She turns away then, leaving the dungeon behind her. The weight of what she has done presses down on her shoulders like a leaden cloak, but she carries it with pride and determination, knowing that she has done what was necessary to protect those she loves.
As the red slime closes in on her, terror grips Aria's heart. She struggles to break free from your magic, but it's no use; her limbs are pinned, and she can only watch helplessly as the monstrous creature draws nearer. With a scream of desperation, she tries one last time to summon her strength, hoping against hope that somehow she might escape this nightmare.
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Her struggles grow more frantic as the red slime looms closer, its disgusting bulk obscuring her vision. With a final surge of strength, she manages to break free from your magical grip! Spinning around, she raises her sword high, ready to strike at the monster that threatens her very existence.
The red slime recoils slightly as her sword sings through the air, but it does not flee; instead, it leaps forward, engulfing her in its viscous embrace!