Here's the third and final part of chapter seven. I hope you guys enjoyed it and I can hopefully get the next chapter to you guys soon.
In the Treasury, Levine joined the battle with her swords and swung her blades at Lazurai’s back attempting to draw his attention away from Cyril. While these strikes did draw the Draconic Dark Elf’s attention, little damage was done to him. He swung his arm towards Levine who dodged the strike and struck him with her sword again. Cyril took advantage of Lazurai’s diverted attention and pressed his staff to Lazurai’s chest which briefly flashed green.
“Disspell!” Cyril shouted attempting to take away Lazurai’s dragon scales spell.
Unfortunately, the spell didn’t seem to do much as Lazurai’s scales only seemed to shuffle and settle on his skin again. Lazurai gave Cyril a toothy fanged grin.
“Nice try but it won’t be that easy to stop me.”
He grasped Cyril by the neck and prepared to engulf his face in flames with another shot of dragon’s breath but his spell was cut short by a stabbing pain in his back. Levine had levered her knife under one of Lazurai’s scales and stab into his flesh. Lazurai let go of Cyril from the the pain, clawed towards Levine and scraped her cheek, leaving three red marks on her pale skinned face. Taking advantage of this, Cyril pressed the gemstone of his staff to Lazurai’s back, sent a small blue flash from the stone and pushed Lazurai back. Levine dodged Lazurai as he was pushed towards her. He turned towards the human sorcerer.
“What is this now? We’re devolved simply shoving and pushing?” Lazurai taunted.
Cyril grasped his staff, “No, a little something else. Thunder Bolt!”
He pointed his staff towards Lazurai and it shot out bolt of lightning from the tip. Lazurai amazingly dodged the bolt.
“Did you really think you could touch me with that attack?” Lazurai said.
“Yes,” Cyril stated smiling as the bolt seemed to redirect from it’s missed trajectory, swing back around, and strike Lazurai in the back.
The Dark Dragon elf cried out in pain as his body took the force of the lightning. He fell to the floor sizzling.
“How did you do that?” Melon Flower said fluttering towards Cyril.
“Homing mark spell. I tagged him with a mark so that my lightning spell would strike him,” Cyril said, “But I don’t think he’ll be down for long.”
“Probably not,” Levine said.
“Which is why we have to end this,” Cyril said, “We need to coordinate this next attack to finish this.”
“Wait, we? As in all three of us?” Levine asked.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Melon Flower asked.
“You nearly tried to steal from our party and take a few of us to this fortress as slaves,” Levine said.
“It’s not like I had much choice! Besides, my freedom’s on the line!” Melon Flower said, “The only thing I’d get from this if you guys failed would be a painful round of anal from Ravutha’s horde as punishment. Do you know how painful it is to have goblin cock shoved in your asshole repeatedly?”
“Look! Levine, Melon Flower has nothing to gain from this if we fail and we won’t succeed in this mission without Melon Flower’s help,” Cyril explained.
Levine begrudgingly nodded in understanding.
“Melon Flower, are you ready for your freedom?” Cyril asked the fairy.
“Oh yeah,” She said.
“Good. Now, here’s the plan,” He started as he explained the plan to them.
As Cyril went over the plan, Lazurai started to rouse from his damage and he was not pleased. He was infuriated that he had received damage from the human sorcerer and the elven bodyguard. This was insulting and aggravating. As he stood up to his full height, Cyril and Levine stood in battle stances.
“You ready?” Cyril asked.
Levine nodded as the two began to attack the draconically transmogrified dark elf. Melon Flower fluttering behind them and out of sight of the dragon elf.
On the other side of the second floor, Mikhaela and Uahna fought off several guards while following the flashing of Mikhaela’s ring towards Prince Anthony’s location. Though the ranks of guards had thinned thanks to their distraction, Some of the guards remained at their posts and were now alerted to their presence. Both were getting a little worn out and tired of running into guards. Finally they seemed to reduce in their assaultss.
“By the gods, How many of these guys does she have?” Uahna asked getting pretty exhausted.
“Far too many but they seem to have lessened,” Mikhaela said walking with her ringed hand outstretched.
She noticed that the blinking was getting stronger and became a steady fast paced blue flashing as they came to a door.
“He must be in here,” Mikhaela said, “Stand back!”
Mikhaela raised her hand towards the door. Her hand glowing a strong red and she shot at the door, causing it to fly open. The two however got the view of something they couldn’t believe. They saw Ravutha riding Prince Anthony like mad with her body and breasts bouncing and shaking. Her body glistening with sweat as she rode and her face wore an expression of ecstasy. Prince Anthony wore a similar expression but he looked very weak and tired as if they had been having sex for weeks and he was being drained of life even though the whole event had probably only gone on for a little less than two hours. Mikhaela and Uahna shook their heads.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! Give me more! Give me more cum!” Ravutha cried out completely unaware of the presence of the two sorceresses who had blown down her door.
“We should probably say something,” Uahna said.
“Yeah. Ahem! Hello? Earth to the dark elf slut!” Mikhaela loudly said.
Ravutha finally stopped in her ride and noticed the two.
“What?! Mikhaela and Uahna! So you’re not dead,” Ravutha said, “No matter, it’ll be more satisfying to kill you both right here!”
While still mounted on Prince Anthony, Ravutha started to conjure up a ball of dark flame directed towards the two. She shot the fire ball at them but the two dodged it. Uahna came up to her and blasted Ravutha with a blinding wave of light. She was blinded by the light, knocked off Anthony and on to the floor. As she started to get her sight back, Ravutha found herself face to face with Mikhaela. She smiled triumphantly as she stood up.
“You came at a bad time, you fake boobed cow!” Ravutha insulted Mikhaela, “Thanks to your cute and rather quick to cum friend, I’ve got enough energy stored up in my body that I don’t need an enchanted item to fight you! You can burn right here!”
Ravutha threw out her hand expecting a black fire ball to come out of her palm but nothing came. She threw her hand out again and still no ball of fire. Mikhaela smirked. Ravutha threw her hand out once more and still found herself unable to cast.
“What’s wrong?” Ravutha asked angrily.
It suddenly dawned on her and she looked over to Uahna who was helping Anthony out of his chains.
“You! You cleric whore! What did you do?!” She demanded.
“Blinding Bind. A light magic spell that saturates the body with light mana canceling out any use of dark magic,” Uahna explained, “You won’t be able to cast anymore spells for an hour.”
“You little brat! You witch!” Ravutha said about to attack her when Mikhaela stepped in.
“Actually, I’m the witch,” Mikhaela stated before casting an air spell that thrust Ravutha hard against a wall and knocked her unconscious on the floor.
Mikhaela went over to Uahna and Anthony on the bed.
“Is he alright?” Mikhaela asked.
“His energy is low and he’s very weak. I think if we can get him back to Nadgar and give him a healing potion or two, he maybe fine,” Uahna said, “Prince Anthony, Prince Anthony, can you hear me? Are you alright?”
Anthony looked up to Uahna and Mikhaela with tired eyes and said, “That was the best sex I’d ever had. I almost went to Solmain.”
Both women looked at him annoyed and Mikhaela said flatly, “He’s fine.”
“I’ll take him,” Uahna said, “Can you take us to Cyril and the others?”
“Already on it,” Mikhaela said, her ring now flashing orange, “I’ll be at the front and keep you guys safe. Let’s go.”
Mikhaela led the two from Ravutha’s room and continued down the hall towards the opposite wing where Cyril and Levine were engaged in a battle against Lazurai.
Back in the treasury, the two companions fought off the dragon elf. Levine threw various sword strikes while Cyril sent spells and struck with his short sword at Lazurai. Unfortunately, Lazurai wasn’t one to be taken too lightly as with his dragon augmentation, he moved impressively fast which allowed him to dodge while throwing a few small fire balls from his mouth at the two. Additionally whenever he dodged their attacks, Lazurai attempted to counter with swings of his claws. He hadn’t made a massive amount of damage but he had left scratches on Cyril and Levine’s clothes.
The three of them were growing tired of this; Lazurai becoming irritated and bored of the fight while Cyril and Levine were running out of energy and getting sloppy with their moves. Cyril was starting to run low on mana and it wouldn’t be too long before he couldn’t cast spells any more. However, both he and Levine knew they had to hold out until Mikhaela and the others got here, hoping that with the assistance of another couple of spell casters they could defeat Lazurai or at least get out of here. Cyril decided to try a new tactic that could at least land a hit on the dark dragon elf.
He grasped his staff tightly, thrust the crystal in Lazurai’s face and shouted, “Blinding Flash!” The crystal tip of his staff glowed with a bright and blinding flash of light. Lazurai was blinded, grabbing his eyes, and staggering back in agony.
“Aggghh!” He cried.
Levine took advantage of this blindness and stabbed one of her sword under his back scales. The Dragon elf howled in pain from the attack. Levine smiled from the satisfying vocalization of his pain but this only made the dragon elf angrier and he focused on her.
“Enough of this!” Lazurai bellowed, swatting at Levine. His claws raked against the elven bodyguard’s chest. Though she dodged it enough so that he didn’t cut open her chest, his claws did manage to tear through her tunic and the magic binds that kept her true bust size contained. Her large breasts exploded from her tattered remains of her tunic and gave Cyril a view of her large bare breasts shaking about free. Embarrassed, Levine tried in vein to desperately cover her large breasts.
“Kyaa!” She cried and found herself punched in the stomach by Lazurai.
Levine fell to the floor aching in pain from the full force of his dragon punch. Though briefly distracted by Levine’s true bust size, Cyril’s focus quickly returned to Lazurai as the dark elf sorcerer turned his attention on him. Cyril thrust his staff at Lazurai who knocked it out of his hands and on to the floor beside Levine. Cyril attempted to block Lazurai’s attacks with his short sword but thanks to Lazurai’s speed, he couldn’t defend himself as the draconic elf came behind him and swiped his claws across the human sorcerer’s back.
“Aaaaah!” Cyril screamed from the pain and cried again as Lazurai raked his claws down his chest, leaving four bloody gashes soaking his shirt.
Lazurai delivered a hard punch to Cyril’s stomach, sending him into a wall, and held him up by the neck, nearly choking him.
“You were foolish, Oakmead,” Lazurai said, “Not only to discard Lady Ravutha’s offer of power and steal from her, but also to think you could fight and defeat me!”
“Oh, I didn’t think I could defeat you, Lazurai,” Cyril said weakly, “I was stalling and serving as a distraction.”
Lazurai’s eyes went wide and he reached for his pocket. He felt inside it and found it empty.
“Where’s the phylactery?!?” He said and turned to see Melon Flower flying towards Levine holding her anklet.
Lazurai dropped Cyril to the ground and attempted to grab Melon Flower and Phylactery.
“No!” He cried and reached for her.
He however didn’t reach her in time as a ball of lighting struck him in the chest and sent him flying back. Mikhaela, Uahna and a weakened Prince Anthony entered the treasury, a slight sizzle coming from Mikhaela’s palm. Mikhaela noticed Cyril on the floor, with the blood running from his chest. Uahna notices Levine.
“Levine!” Uahna said.
“Cyril!” Mikhaela cried.
“It’s ok. I’m in one piece, more or less,” He replied, “Mistress, break the phylactery spell on Melon Flower’s anklet!”
Mikhaela nodded and took the anklet from Melon Flower. She held the gold ring in her left hand and waved her right hand over it. She turned her hand on the side and giving off a light blue glow, she chopped the anklet and said, “Spell Break!”
A flash of blue light filled the room and a sound akin to shattered glass came out of it. Then the anklet glowed with a golden yellow-green aura and stretched out to Melon Flower. The aura surrounded her and glowed brilliantly and brightly. As the aura died down, Melon Flower happily screamed out, “Yes, I’ve got all my power back and I’m free! Finally Free!”
“Not for long you won’t be,” Said a goblin guard with a squad of goblins behind him.
The group looked wearily at the goblins and looked back to Lazurai starting to get up. Most of them were tired, sore and nearly spent on any semblance of magical power. However, Melon Flower stood triumphantly before the group.
“Stand back you guys! Let me show you my power!” Melon Flower said.
The Fairy glowed with a brilliant aura once more, however this time she was different as her body grew in size. Her skin became bright gold and started to take on a scaly texture. Her face stretched and grew into a reptilian snout along with horns on the sides of her face. Her hands turning into claws and her feet becoming like muscular hind, reptilian legs. A tail sprung from her back just above her rear and her fairy wings shifted into frilled, kite-like wings. When the light show dissipated, Melon Flower now stood as a 12 foot tall, golden scaled, female draconian. The goblins trembled in fear as they looked upon the threatening female form.
“Ok boys,” She said in a deeper, more bellowing tone, “Who’s ready for a barbecue?”
Melon Flower hunched and blew fire into the hallway outside the treasury, setting some of the goblins on fire while others simply fled to avoid getting roasted. The group just looked on in surprise for a few moments before Mikhaela and Uahna tended to Cyril and Levine. Mikhaela helped Cyril up while Uahna managed to awaken Levine and helped her over to the group. As they started to gather together, Lazurai began to rise once more and attempt to repay Mikhaela for the ball lightning he’d received. However, Melon Flower turned her attention to him. She flashed a toothy grin and prepared a bit of dragon’s breath.
“Son of a Bitch,” Lazurai muttered as he was engulfed in flames.
“Alright, let’s go,” Mikhaela said, as she cast a spell around the group surrounding them all in a white aura and then in a split second they were gone.
A few moments later, some of the goblins returned to the hall with buckets of water to put out the fires. Captain Kror and his troupe entered the treasury.
“Master Lazurai!” He called as he entered finding Lazurai, returned to his normal form and flames gone. Lazurai simply sat on the stone floor naked with a melted pile of gold behind him. Kror looked towards Scraw, one of his subordinates, “Greentusk! Fetch him a robe from master Lazurai’s chambers.”
The young goblin ran off to the dark elf sorcerer’s room while the Captain and the rest of the troupe approached him.
“Master Lazurai, are you alright?” Kror asked.
Lazurai smiled at him and stood up, “Yes, I’m fine. Ah! Relatively speaking.”
He placed his hand towards an area where Levine had stabbed him.
“After I’ve received some clothes, we must check in on Mistress Ravutha,” Lazurai said.
“Yes, sir,” The captain agreed.
A short time afterwards, the group had appeared in Ravutha’s chambers. Though some of them hungered to bone their unconscious boss, Kror and Lazurai stopped it. Instead, they grabbed a robe from her dresser and wrapped her in it before awakening her. Ravutha rubbed her poor damaged head.
“Augh, that big faked breasted bitch! She’ll pay for that next time,” She groaned.
She looked upon Lazurai and a few of the members of the horde, some of which had burns on their bodies.
“I can assume they got away and freed the fairy,” Ravutha surmised.
“Yes, Milady,” Lazurai answered.
Ravutha sighed, “And once again, we are defeated with nothing to show for it.”
Scraw looked at her confused and grabbed the Dragon’s Blood Ruby from the nearby shelf.
“But Mistress, you have the dragon’s blood ruby. Surely, we had a victory,” Scraw said.
Ravutha looked at him for a moment with a flat expression, “Hand me the gem.”
Scraw did as Ravutha commanded. After receiving the ruby, Ravutha raised up the gem and smashed it against Scraw’s head. The gemstone shattered into pieces and red liquid, the shards falling to the ground and the liquid soaking Scraw’s red hair. Scraw reeled back in pain.
“Augh! Mistress, why did you do that for?”
“Look at the shards, you fool!” Ravutha commanded.
Scraw and the other horde members in the room looked to the floor and the various shards of the crystal. Ravutha bent over and grabbed the largest piece.
“If this was the real dragon’s blood ruby, this shard would’ve already started to reform into the crystal again,” Ravutha said, “and taste the so called elixir of life in your hair.”
Scraw did, wiping off the liquid from his head and having a taste, “Kind of tastes bittersweet and syrupy, like medicine. Like-”
“A healing potion,” Ravutha finished Scraw’s thought before continuing her explanation, “No doubt, Mikhaela and her troupe purchased a healing potion, used crystal formation around the bottle and tinted it red to make it look like the dragon’s blood ruby. We were played for chumps. Now, get out of my sight before I decide to fry all of your useless hides!”
Fully aware that Ravutha would follow through with that threat, the goblins left their mistress’s quarters in a flash leaving her and Lazurai alone.
“Now don’t be too upset, Mistress,” Lazurai said, “It’s true they proved to be quite troublesome again but it was all part of our secondary plan to get Melon Flower on their team and have her as our oblivious little mole. They won’t be able to go anywhere without us knowing now.”
Lazurai’s mentioning of this brought a wicked smile to Ravutha’s lips. They may not have gotten the dragon’s blood ruby but they would eventually. It was inevitable.
The Next Day in the afternoon in the city of Nadgar, our heroes were exiting the Green Fairy House inn. They were carrying their bags once more and heading out for their journey.
“Alright, it’s time to head out again,” Cyril said, “Where are we going next?”
“We’re heading to Wildan, a small town settlement. It’s a two day journey from here,” Mikhaela answered her apprentice.
“It’s a good idea,” Levine said, “Hopefully, we can get off Ravutha’s trail.”
“Are you two sure you’re feeling ok?” Uahna asked Levine and Cyril with concern.
It was a reasonable question. To heal up, the two had quaffed a few healing potions and received some attention from Uahna after a night of rest. Perhaps a little quick and hasty but it was needed nonetheless.
“Don’t worry. We’ll be fine,” Cyril reassured her.
“Besides, if we don’t leave today, Ravutha and her forces will probably be after us tonight,” Levine said, “It’s the wisest course of action, Lady Uahna.”
Uahna nodded at her long time companion and bodyguard.
“Augh, must we leave so soon? I’m still weak,” whined Prince Anthony as he supported himself with a walking stick.
Prince Anthony’s recovery was not nearly as easy as Cyril and Uahna’s. Drained of over half of his life force, it took several healing potions and the combined efforts of Uahna and Mikhaela to restore him to nearly perfect health. They saved him from the brink of death but he would need a little more time for his energy to be fully restored.
“Besides, I was hoping to bid farewell to Ravutha.”
“Bid Farewell?!” Levine said astonished, “You make it sound like she’s a friend! She nearly killed us all with her small army!”
“Yeah...but she was so good in bed,” Anthony retorted dreamily.
“She nearly killed you by fucking you!” Levine said aggravated.
“Nobody’s perfect,” the perverse prince replied.
Uahna held Levine back from trying to kill the dim, weakened prince. Melon Flower sat on Cyril’s shoulder and let out a small yawn.
“I can’t believe after the night we had, you guys are so active right now,” Melon Flower yawned.
“Well, it’s something about our group,” Cyril said.
“Yeah, It’s something I’ll have to get used to,” Melon Flower replied.
Cyril and Mikhaela blinked curiously and confused. Cyril inquired of the little fairy, “Get used to? What do you mean by that?”
“Well duh, I’m coming with you guys,” Melon Flower said matter-of-factly.
“What?!?” Cyril and Mikhaela said surprised.
“You guys could use a thief and a fairy at your disposal couldn’t you?” Melon Flower said, “Besides, I’ve got nowhere to go, no place to call home. Are you really gonna leave a girl out on her own in this big world?”
Cyril looked at her nervously and looked back at his companions; Uahna and Levine just shrugged, Prince Anthony looked excited, and Mikhaela simply sighed and gave him a nod.
“Well ok,” Cyril agreed.
“Yay!” Melon Flower said leaping up in the air, rapidly transforming into human size with large tits, smothering Cyril, and knocking him to the ground.
“Hey! Get off him!” Mikhaela said furiously.
“Aw, come on. You know he loves it,” the Fairy Thief said, “I’m happy to be part of the group. Take good care of me.”
Melon Flower smiled and blew the others a kiss. Cyril fell unconscious with his head knocked against the cobblestone street but thought about what he might have gotten himself into before being suffocated by Melon Flower’s expanded boobs.
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