Evilness, the all-consuming power that holds sway over life and death.

Chapter 21: Time to action!

In the morning, I woke up surrounded by five beautiful women. Sure, many girls are cute, but these five, as Destroyer once mentioned, are exactly my type. I felt a sense of contentment, especially after the nightmare that had haunted me during the night. The room was large, but with five girls waking up, changing, and moving around, it suddenly felt small and crowded.

I didn’t want to bother them, but it seemed they were already aware of my thoughts. They were happy to help, each one giving me small, affectionate pecks here and there. I caught Alidia smiling in the corner, while Rina gave me a naughty look. But despite her playful demeanor, she was a good girl and helped manage the others. The girls seemed a bit jealous of each other, yet there was a shared curiosity among them as well.

Nina was focused on preparing breakfast. She wanted to try a new recipe that included eggs, while Luyira was more interested in baking a new batch of cookies.

Suddenly, a scream came from the bathroom connected to the room. We all jumped up and rushed to see what had happened. It was Mary. She was standing in front of the mirror, her expression filled with fear. Luyira and Rina quickly pointed out what should have been obvious—Mary’s hair was no longer blonde. It had turned a light blue, like the ocean or the sky. The other girls were just as surprised.

"How did this happen?" Mary asked, her voice trembling as tears welled up in her eyes. She was scared, worried that she had been changed by some unknown power.

"Do you feel different or anything, Mary?" Luyira asked, her expression a mix of awe and curiosity.

"It’s kind of beautiful. Maybe the change was triggered during the night for some reason," Nina added thoughtfully. "Your body might have adapted."

"Adapted?" Mary repeated, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty.

"Yes, your body is a bit different now, Mary," Alidia said, her voice calm and soothing.

"She’s a cup G now, and her body seems more mature," Destroyer whispered from within my clothes, so softly that no one else heard.

"You’ve become more mature, and your breasts have grown," Alidia said, her tone carrying a hint of amusement. "It seems like these changes are aligning with Aido’s preferences—first Luyira grows tentacles, and now Mary’s body changes too."

Mary blushed, but there was also relief in her eyes. "Oh! I was really worried. I thought I was turning into some kind of monster."

"Why would you think that? You’re beautiful no matter what, Mary," Alidia reassured her.

Rina, however, pouted. "I feel a bit left out. I’m the only one who hasn’t changed."

"I’m not sure what’s happening, but I think it’s natural," Nina said, trying to comfort her. "We’re all evolving, becoming stronger. Maybe our bodies are adapting to our new reality. Aido is changing too—he may still look young, but he’s growing. We’ll be fine, and you look beautiful, Mary."

"Really?" Mary asked, blushing again.

"Yes, and I bet Aido would love to see you right now," Nina teased, her voice playful. "You have such a lovely body."

Mary’s blush deepened, and the other girls giggled at her embarrassment.

"Come on, girls. Help us move the sofa so we can sit," Destroyer suggested, his voice more commanding now. "I’m going to give her a quick check-up."

The girls helped, while I felt a bit embarrassed. Mary, however, didn’t mind at all. She allowed me to touch her gently, and it seemed she enjoyed it. When Destroyer asked her to let me massage her breasts, she didn’t resist, so I began to do so.

"Focus, Aido. This isn’t the time," Destroyer reminded me, though his tone hinted at future possibilities. "There will be time for that later."

"Aido, what do you think of Mary’s body? Is she sexy?" Nina asked, her tone teasing.

"Yes, she’s very beautiful," I admitted, my voice a bit shaky. "Her breasts are really big and soft, her skin is so smooth, and her nipples are so pink."

"It seems her physical appearance is the only change," Destroyer reported calmly. "I’m detecting the same power levels and energy output as before. However, as a Retter Messiah, her body is nearly invulnerable, making a deep analysis impossible. All previous readings match—except for one."

"What’s different, Destroyer?" Rina asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Her weight has slightly increased, and there’s significant activity originating from her womb," Destroyer explained. "As we suspected, she’s pregnant."

Mary’s expression shifted to one of surprise. She hadn’t been expecting this. Slowly, she looked down at her belly and gently placed a hand over it, a soft smile forming on her lips

"I’m pregnant? But how?" Mary asked, her voice soft and filled with wonder.

"It’s possible that your body responded to Aido’s desire. You are a Retter Messiah, Mary. Your body can change and adapt to suit your needs. We already know that Aido’s fluids can transform into viable sperm. I would have liked to conduct a deeper analysis, but that’s not possible for me. However, you might be able to sense it yourself," Destroyer said, his voice calm and soothing.

"That makes sense. The baby is the result of your union with Aido—that’s so sweet!" Luyira said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Mary blushed slightly, but she couldn’t help smiling as she looked down at her belly.

"So, I’m going to have a grandson or granddaughter. I wonder if I can change my body too. Even though I’m used to being a chibi woman, sometimes I think it might be better if I had a more normal stature," Alidia mused.

"What do you mean by ‘normal’?" Rina asked, her brow furrowing.

Rina wasn’t very tall either, so it seemed odd to her that someone else would feel insecure about their height. But let’s be honest—my mother is almost the size of a teenager. People who don’t know her are always shocked to see what she’s capable of. On the other hand… I like her just the way she is. Even though in my dreams she had a normal height, that was another Alidia. This is my Alidia—she’s perfect like this, and so are the other girls.

"Alidia, you don’t need to change. You’re perfect as you are," I said, my voice soft and filled with love.

"Alidia? What happened to ‘Mom’?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Mom is still you. You’re perfect just the way you are, and I don’t want you to change," I replied.

"You hear that? I told you," Luyira teased, her voice playful.

"Mhmm, maybe something is changing," Alidia murmured, a thoughtful look on her face. "Let’s make breakfast and celebrate Mary’s pregnancy," she commanded, taking charge as everyone began to prepare for the new day. Despite the initial shock, Mary’s expression softened into happiness.

"It seems Mary is a bit overwhelmed. Aido, why don’t you stay with her for a while and help her adjust?" Alidia suggested gently, her voice filled with understanding.

"Everything is alright," Mary reassured, her face lighting up with joy. "I did what I always do when I’m healing others. I focused inward, and I can feel her. There’s a light inside me, a new life growing. She’s like me, but also not me. It feels… wonderful."

"So, that’s what Destroyer meant. It’s a girl?" I asked, my heart swelling with emotion.

"I can’t confirm it yet," Destroyer responded. "The readings aren’t deep enough. But the energy flow is consistent with what’s detected when a Retter Messiah is in development. Only Mary herself can truly sense what’s inside her body."

"So, we won’t know exactly when the baby will be born. It will depend on Mary’s body. I suspect she’ll have a normal pregnancy, but it’s unlikely she’ll show much of a belly," Alidia added thoughtfully.

"Retter Messiahs are similar to me," Destroyer continued. "They can create internal spaces where resources are stored and cultivated. This explains Luyira’s unique physiology."

"I’m glad everyone is so happy," Rina said, her voice filled with warmth. "I don’t know what to say, but I know this is a good thing."

"Basically, we’re getting a new god—or goddess—among us," Nina mused, her tone half-serious, half-playful.

"I want one too! You have work to do, Aido," Luyira demanded, clinging to me, her face glowing with excitement. The girls were truly overjoyed—even Nina and Mary. But now, we had to focus on the day ahead and see what awaited us outside.

Alidia asked me to help her move the table in the living room. She was right—we needed to eat breakfast together and then plan our outing. The girls were already prepared to leave, so after we ate, I changed into new robes—though they were still part of Destroyer, my living armor. He hasn’t wanted to leave my side since the incident, and I’m getting used to it too. The girls almost treat him like a ghost inside me rather than a second skin.

It’s strange, but I kind of like it.

As soon as we stepped outside, the girls were astonished. It was like we had entered an entirely different city. They had never seen so many people before. The streets were wide, so it wasn’t crowded, but there was a lively energy in the air. The demi-humans had adapted quickly to the changes, already setting up businesses. Humans and their children were also adjusting to their new lives, distributing food, water, and construction materials. All around, they were building and repairing houses, bringing new life to the city.

The mood in the city was surprisingly upbeat. Despite everything, people seemed to be in good spirits. The guards, who were numerous and well-armed, were helping to keep order and ensure everyone’s safety. Yet, their presence wasn’t intimidating. Among them, there were many young girls, even some demi-humans with the appearance of youthful, innocent faces. The armor they wore was minimal, designed more for agility than for battle, giving them a cute and approachable look rather than a threatening one. Even the guards were endearing in their way, a stark contrast to the grim reality we’d faced not long ago.

Alidia’s voice broke the silence as we walked. "We should head to the command center at the Guild’s castle and meet with Arthur before we make any decisions. I’d also like to check on the Royalties—Queen Jessica, Princess Sasari, and Consort Marceline."

"I’ve been keeping an eye on them," Mary added, her tone thoughtful. "Their pregnancies seem to be progressing as planned, except for Marceline. She hasn’t conceived yet."

Luyira turned to me, her expression curious. "Aido, do you think Marceline can get pregnant? She’s always been a bit different. She’s much older than Lasui, which might be a factor, and Noble Hunters are known for their low fertility."

"You’re wondering if Marceline might never conceive?" I replied, considering her words. "I’m not sure. It could be that she needs more time, or maybe her body isn’t fully compatible with Lasui’s pure DNA. They’re challenging the natural order, after all."

Ninaies, who had been quiet until now, spoke up, her voice tinged with playful anticipation. "Pregnancy, huh? I’d like some time alone with Aido later. Is that possible?"

Rina quickly chimed in, her tone slightly wistful. "Me too. I don’t want to feel left behind."

"Of course," I assured them, smiling softly. "I can’t neglect my girls."

But I sensed something deeper in Rina’s words—perhaps a subtle reference to Luyira, who had been particularly possessive since we reunited. And it was true, I wanted to spend time with Ninaies, to talk about many things. It felt like, despite the years we had been apart, we had never really separated. It was as if we were always together, connected by something unspoken.

Luyira nodded, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. "I’ll allow it, as long as he stays close. Besides, Frenia wants to spend some time with me. She has an idea—she wants to learn how to use our Retter Messiah powers to kill beasts more effectively."

Destroyer’s voice, steady and reassuring, echoed in my mind. "Don’t worry, Aido. I don’t plan to leave your side. I’ll be with you until you’re fully capable of defending yourself."

Alidia smiled, her gaze warm and maternal. "That’s good. I know we need to discuss the future, but for now, let’s enjoy the present. We have a vast future ahead, and for now, it’s enough that you girls take care of Aido. I’m trusting him in your care."

As we walked toward the guild, which wasn’t far away, I took a moment to gaze out across the distance. The lake that connected the ocean to the city shimmered under the morning light, and in the horizon stood the bridge where we once stood together. Everything seemed so perfect in this untouched part of the city, a serene reminder of what once was. But when my eyes shifted to the section of the city where the battle had raged, the scene changed drastically.

The air was thick with the sounds of hammers, saws, and machinery. Soldiers and workers toiled tirelessly, rebuilding what had been destroyed in that titanic clash. Even the Mecha we had brought back now stood as part of the landscape, a towering symbol of our struggle. The once-grand city, reduced to rubble by the monstrous titan that had fallen just beyond the protective wall, was slowly being restored to its former glory. I could see adults and children working side by side, their innocence stolen by the times we lived in. It felt wrong, forcing them to grow up so fast, to be part of the labor force. But this was survival. This was how we kept living.

The skyline was now punctuated with the skeletal frameworks of new buildings, their foundations strong—a testament to human resilience.

Alidia stood closest to me, her presence commanding, her eyes reflecting both wisdom and quiet strength. She had seen scenes like this many times before, long before I was even born. She had witnessed cities rise and fall, yet this time it felt different. She reached out, placing a hand on my shoulder, her touch both tender and firm.

"We will rebuild," Alidia said softly, her voice carrying the weight of her years. "Stronger than before. This city will not be forgotten."

My gaze returned to the people in the distance, and my mind became a whirlwind of thoughts—our situation, our enemies, my dreams, and the immense power we wielded. Limitless power, I now understood. Yet the unknown forces within me had not awakened during the battle, while Luyira’s powers had once again surpassed all expectations. They had been a gift from the heavens, saving us all, but they left me with more questions than answers. I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of power, but not the power itself. I had always known I was different, but now, after the devastation, the burden felt heavier than ever.

Luy stood beside me, her bright eyes scanning the horizon. Usually full of energy, she now wore a frown, her usual cheerfulness dimmed by the destruction around us. Yet, beneath her worry, there was a spark of possessiveness, a fierce need to keep me close. Her crimson hair fluttered in the breeze as she nudged me with a playful elbow, trying to lighten the mood.

"Don’t get too lost in thought, Aido," she teased, her voice light but tinged with seriousness. "Everyone was ready to give their lives for the future. We need to bring that future to fruition. The real offense would be not doing so, in honor of their memories."

Mary watched the scene with a serene expression, her presence radiating a divine aura. Clad in the robes of a saint, now matching her ocean-blue hair, she seemed almost otherworldly. Despite the scientific explanations for her powers, they still felt like miracles, akin to the divine interventions Luyira had demonstrated before. Mary was ready to fight alongside us, her centuries of experience evident in the quiet confidence she exuded. Her blue eyes softened as she observed the children working alongside the adults, their innocence stolen by the war. "These times are harsh," she murmured, her voice a gentle balm. "But even in such darkness, there is light. We must ensure these children grow up in a world where they can be children again."

Nina, my lost love and childhood friend, stood a little apart from the group. Years spent among the demi-humans had not changed her core. She was no longer the shy girl I once knew; instead, she had become a blend of rascal and gentlewoman, carrying the elegance of Mary and the commanding presence of Alidia. There was a fierceness about her now, a warrior’s spirit tempered by the hardships of her new life. Her hair framed her face, and her eyes were sharp as she watched the soldiers. "The city might be rebuilt," she said pragmatically, "but the scars will remain. We can’t forget what happened here, Aido. We need to be ready for what comes next."

Finally, Rina, the voluptuous demi-human with raccoon-like features, stood by Nina’s side, her tail swaying lazily behind her. She was a curious mix of playful mischief and deadly prowess, her bright red mask and pointed ears giving her an almost whimsical appearance. But there was no humor in her eyes as she gazed at the reconstruction. "You humans work fast," she commented, her voice light but tinged with admiration. "But this is just the start. We have to rebuild more than just buildings—we need to rebuild trust, hope, and strength. That monster was only the beginning, wasn’t it?"

I turned to face them all, my eyes lingering on each of them in turn. The power that had awakened during the battle was still a mystery, its full potential unknown. The girls in front of me were from different walks of life—from a goddess of love to warriors of flesh—and yet, they all played a role in this vast and complex world. My dreams continued to haunt me, showing me glimpses of a dark being with limitless force—a power that both thrilled and terrified me. It was a force even beyond Luyira’s capabilities, yet it had been useless in saving us when it mattered most. It wasn’t the power I envisioned when I heard the title of “Savior” bestowed upon me.

"We will rebuild," I echoed my mother’s words, though doubt tinged my voice. "But it won’t be the same. The enemy we fought was only a piece of something larger, something darker. My powers… they’re inside me, I can feel them, still changing. I don’t know what they’ll become, or what I’ll become."

Alidia’s hand slipped from my shoulder, her eyes searching my face. "You’ll become what you need to be, Aido. What this world needs you to be."

Luyira’s hand slipped into mine, her fingers curling tightly around my own. "Whatever happens, we’re with you, my youngest brother. We’ll face it together. Leave it to your big sister."

Mary nodded, her divine presence a beacon of hope. "The path forward is uncertain, but we have each other. That’s what matters. People have been fighting for so long, but now we are blessed."

Ninaies crossed her arms, her gaze steady. "We’ve faced worse odds. This time won’t be any different."

Rina grinned, her tail flicking playfully behind her. "And besides, I’m not letting you off the hook that easily. There’s still plenty of fun to be had."

As we arrived at the guild, the place buzzed with activity, much like the previous day but with a noticeable difference. Arthur and his team greeted us warmly before leading us to a larger area where trucks, mechas, and numerous androids had been assembled.

Arthur said, "I'm glad everyone’s here and in good shape. I’m guessing Mary went to the clinic of the Guild to check on the people. That girl is always looking out for us."

"What do you mean? She’s right here," I replied, pointing towards Mary’s new appearance. She looked so different that it was no wonder most people had shaken their heads and rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Arthur blinked, taken aback. "It was a bit of a surprise. She was looking like a beautiful blue-haired woman, but now she looks more... divine."

Mary chuckled softly, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "Seriously, Arthur? You’re like family to me, and you really didn’t recognize me?"

"Sorry, sorry," Arthur said with a sheepish grin. "You were always helping us with our research, and your presence was more... human. Now you’re glowing and emanate this sense of power. It’s a good thing, by the way."

"Mary, he’s not wrong," I added. "You do seem... different."

Destroyer stepped forward, his voice tinged with curiosity. "I have a theory, though it could be wrong. Perhaps she feels the need to change her appearance to catch more of Aido's attention. If Luyira’s transformation was triggered by the idea of being apart from Aido, it’s possible Mary wants to distinguish herself from Ninaies, who also has blonde hair. And look at her face—it's more mature, and her breasts have grown, almost like she’s experiencing the changes of maternity."

Mary glanced down at herself, a mixture of surprise and amusement on her face. "Really? Now that you mention it, the girls did say they seemed bigger, and my clothes do feel tighter. Now that I think about it, my wings grew with training and visualization. But normally, animals or people can’t change physically just like that. Is it similar? Are we like you, Destroyer? You can change your shape whenever you want."

Destroyer voice is hear with attention of most people present, with glimmer of understanding in the enviroment. "Now you get it. Yes, Retter Messiahs are capable of altering their bodies, as Luyira did. At least, that’s what I believe. Many of my memories are still sealed, but I’m certain Retter Messiahs excel in areas beyond my own abilities, capable of things that defy our understanding. It might seem trivial, but as you said, it breaks the limits of a normal person."

Arthur looked at Mary with a cautious smile. "Just don't change so much that we can’t recognize you. Most people still have more faith in you than the savior or Luyira, even though her fame is spreading like wildfire. You've been a pillar for the empire for thousands of years."

It's true, Mary seems like a normal girl now, but to me, she has always been more of a symbol of good than just a woman. It’s important to remember that. Yet, on the other hand, people change, and it’s her right to do so. People must accept it. She doesn’t belong to anyone—not even me.

Arthur continued, "As you can see, preparations are complete. We’ve brought additional androids from the capital to assist with the city’s reconstruction and to establish more radio stations as communication hubs. This will help prevent isolation as we expand our territory. We’ll begin by eradicating the nests closest to the city before moving on to the more distant ones. We expect to receive intelligence from the reconnaissance ships today and tomorrow. However, it’s widely believed that one nest still houses over a million creatures, echoing Alejandro’s last report."

"I have assembled the tribe’s most seasoned warriors and expert trackers," Leonidas declared proudly, gesturing toward Michi, Georgina, and Rudy. "Their leader will remain behind to coordinate the other teams while we tackle a small nest nearby. We plan to handle three nests today, but we don’t want to overwhelm you just yet. If all goes according to plan, we’ll return by noon," Leonidas informed Arthur, standing confidently by his side as he detailed the carefully laid-out strategy.

"So the plan has changed," Destroyer noted. "We were originally planning a large-scale invasion to wipe out the nests one by one with our combined strength and numbers. But this more measured approach might be for the best."

Jessica’s voice carried over the group, tinged with a grim realization. "We were too optimistic. Even a small nest can house hundreds of monsters. The report mentions we’re facing at least 4,000 total. The one we’re targeting has around 1,800, while the other two have 400 and 800 respectively, each with several Rank 2 beasts guarding the main entrances. Those are our main problem. Frenia will assist with the nest containing 800, and Alidia will handle the one with 400. Sorry, Aido, but this time your mother will do what she used to."

That explained why I saw her in the distance and why she hadn’t come to talk with us. Frenia seemed happy, reunited with her original team, the Amazons, alongside Ulices and David. Although I had grown accustomed to always being together, I knew our forces needed to be used effectively to clear the dangers ahead.

"Who’s going to be with us?" Luyira asked, curiosity evident in her voice.

Leonidas stepped forward. "I’ll be joining you, along with our demi-humans. We’re also bringing some experienced hunters, including that Sakura girl, Carlos, a tank and his support unit, Ninaies, Rina, Chimara, and the Saint, Mary."

"In total, we’re a team of 24," Ninaies remarked, her tone analytical. "It’s a smaller team compared to the others, who seem to be mobilizing hundreds."

"I guess they’re expecting Luyira and me to handle most of the work," I said, glancing at her.

Luyira grinned confidently. "Easy peasy."

Alidia’s voice cut through the conversation, firm and encouraging. "Aido, Luyira, you two need to use your full power. These nests have many Rank 2 beasts, and we want to see what you’re truly capable of in combat. Remember, you two are key to this conquest—the strongest we have. I know you can do it, and I don’t think it will be a problem for either of you."

Chimara placed a reassuring hand on Nina’s and Rina’s shoulders. "We’re not natural fighters, but we fight because we must. This time, our duty is to protect the trucks and the others. You’ve seen what Aido is capable of, and Luyira may be even stronger. Still, our role is clear."

Ninaies nodded. "If something happens, we’ll be ready to fight. But for now, our responsibility is the safety of the team. I’m fine with that."

Rina, ever eager, added, "If the battle gets too intense, we can step in. But if not, we’re the safety net. Can I use the big guns? I feel like they’re made for me."

Ninaies chuckled. "You’re becoming less of a ninja and more of a Mecha, Rina."

As they chatted, I noticed Michi approaching Luyira, bowing deeply before her. "It’s an honor to work with the goddess herself," he said reverently. Then he turned to me and repeated the gesture. "The Savior must be revered and supported, as the heavens command."

His words lingered as he moved on, leaving the others slightly uneasy. I glanced around at our group, a mix of demi-humans and hunters, all strong and capable. Yet, one person in particular caught my attention—Georgina. I’d seen her before, usually flying above us, but now, up close, her harpy-like features were striking. Petite and graceful, she was both attractive and commanding, a blend of a strong leader and an aloof young girl. Despite her youth, she already held the role of a species leader. She seemed to get along well with Rudy, and I wondered if something might develop between them. Meanwhile, the other teams had their own avian members, though the harpy-like ones seemed more nervous compared to the more animalistic avians.

"This is going to be easy," Luyira declared confidently. "We’ll be back in less than four hours—you’ll see. We’ll go, we’ll conquer, and we’ll return victorious. Leave it to me."

"Alright then," I replied, feeling a mix of anticipation and resolve. "Let’s go. I’ll take the first step."

We boarded the trucks and set off in a convoy. There wasn’t a proper road, just paths created by Rank 2 beasts trampling through the area. The journey took hours due to the rough terrain, and the Mechas and androids had to stop occasionally to build makeshift bridges or stabilize the trucks. But despite the challenges, we managed to arrive at our destination in good condition.

In the distance, I could see the walls of the nest, looking small against the vast landscape. The ruins of the past were spread before us, a city now buried beneath a forest and arid patches of land. The cliffs, once towering buildings, were now covered in dirt and vegetation. The road ahead was a mix of rocks and grass, forcing the Mechas and trucks to move slowly. We finally stopped at the rendezvous point, where a team of three trackers awaited us. In the distance we can see the horde of monsters, they are figthing against someone?

Leonidas’ voice cut through the tension. "Leonidas, team leader Alpha. What’s the situation?"

Santiago, the leader of team 43a, responded promptly. "Santiago, reporting in. Upon arrival and visual contact with the nest, we discovered a third party engaged in combat. As you can see, those green-skinned creatures, similar to the mutated lizard beasts, have been attacking the nest. The numbers on both sides have dwindled, and the fight has raged on for several hours. The mutated beasts are defending the nest—a behavior we’ve seen before when they halted the invasions into Star City. The other party seems desperate. They’ve been consuming the fallen beasts, but they soon realized that doing so only caused poisoning. Now they’re pressing hard to breach the nest."

"That’s not good. They’re likely after the vital liquid," I said, the implications weighing heavily on my mind.

Ninaies frowned. "So those monsters aren’t allied with the beasts? This is new… and I kind of feel bad for them."

Rina’s expression hardened. "They look like demi-humans, but what if they’re more like orcs? They’ve killed our people before."

Destroyer’s voice resonated within me, calm yet analytical. "Their behavior suggests conquerors. Remember, Aido, the ones we encountered earlier were fighting over scraps of meat. It indicates a lack of resources or the knowledge to obtain them."

Michi nodded thoughtfully. "Like young lions expelled from their pride. They believe there’s something of value inside the nest—something worth risking their lives for. They’re using armor and weapons, organizing against the Rank 2 beasts. They’re like us but with a different mindset."

Mary’s serene voice added, "They resemble humans. We could use them."

Leonidas shook his head. "We need to decide. Our mission is to eliminate all threats, including the green ones. If we let them go, they’ll only return, better prepared and more dangerous. We don’t have the numbers or resources to keep them as prisoners. They’re not demi-humans; they’re something similar, but we don’t know what they’ll do if released. The best course of action is to stick to the plan."

Rina nodded reluctantly. "I think Leonidas is right. We have a job to do. Maybe if we defeat them, we can make them see their weakness and help them."

Despite the desperation in their situation, which stirred a desire in me to help, it was true that creatures like them had killed members of Leonidas’ convoy. With their conqueror’s mentality, it was likely they’d view us as targets. Still…

"Alright, leave it to us," I said, resolving to take action. "Luyira and I will dive into the fray. If they surrender, we’ll accept it. The rest of you stay back to protect the trucks and other team members."

Ninaies nodded in agreement. "Understood."

Leonidas turned to Georgina, handing her an arm and goggles. "Georgina, do your magic. Use the radio to relay information from the sky."

Georgina grinned, her confidence evident. "Roger, chief. Leave it to this beauty in the sky."

As Georgina soared into the air, we observed the battle below. It was chaotic, with beasts continuously emerging from the nest. Santiago had mentioned that new beasts could appear every two to four hours, potentially in the hundreds. Was the nest producing them this quickly to defend itself?

Georgina’s voice crackled through the radio. "There’s only one entrance, guarded by five Rank 2 beasts. They look like mechanized bears. The green ones haven’t broken through the main defenses and seem exhausted, maybe even starved."

"That’s how we were a few days ago," Rina murmured, sympathy tinging her voice.

"They’re like lions attacking an elephant," Destroyer observed. "They’re waiting for weak points to appear. They’re smart—they know something inside is producing these beasts, or they’re betting on it. They want it, even as a last hope. The other monsters are only fighting to protect it, likely because they know they’re stronger and want to keep the resource for themselves."

"And you know this because?" I asked, curious.

"Well," Destroyer replied with a hint of dark humor, "that’s how I’d do it. The strong take from the weak, and the weak have to accept it."

Georgina’s voice interrupted. "From what I can see, there are over 800 beasts and 600 green ones. There are also hundreds of corpses belonging to them. It’s horrifying."

I glanced at Leonidas, and he gave a firm nod. "It’s time. Team Alpha, trackers, take your positions and remain hidden. Alert us to any approaching enemies. The rest, guard the Mechas, trucks, and androids—especially the special androids. They’re irreplaceable. Aido, Luyira, we’re staying here. Good luck.

As we prepared for our mission, I couldn’t help but notice the changes among our group. Sakura, Carlos, Francisco, and Lizzie had positioned themselves to guard the camp. Recently, Sakura seemed to be in a somber mood, making a noticeable effort to avoid clinging to Luyira as she usually did. Meanwhile, Francisco’s signs of aging were becoming more apparent, and it clearly troubled him. It was a stark reminder that, despite the close relationships we once shared as old friends and classmates, our roles were shifting, each of us stepping into new responsibilities.

With Nina, Rina, Leonidas, and the others around, I felt more at ease leaving Mary in their care. Even though she was a Retter Messiah, there was something fragile about her, especially given her current condition. Despite her insistence that it was too soon to confirm, both Destroyer and she had agreed—Mary was indeed pregnant.

We moved toward the conflict as stealthily as possible, our acrobatic skills and soundless movements allowing us to close the distance without detection. Taking refuge in the ruins just meters from the battle, I gazed out at the gruesome tableau before me. The battlefield stretched endlessly, a chaotic scene of carnage and destruction. The air was thick with the stench of blood, scorched earth, and burning flesh. In the distance, monstrous figures clashed in a brutal dance, their roars and screams piercing the din of war. Hidden in the rubble, my heart grew heavy with the weight of the struggle ahead. This time, the battle felt different. My enemies were not mindless monsters but two desperate forces fighting to survive.

As the sun cast its radiant beams across the sky, a golden glow enveloped the scene below, painting the black and red hues of blood on the landscape. The ground, soaked in crimson, shimmered in the light as if it were molten copper. The green-skinned creatures before us were more like demi-humans than the typical mutated lizard beasts we had encountered before. They had a distinctly human quality, a race of cold-blooded warriors with scales as hard as iron. Their eyes gleamed with a mix of malice and desperation, their bodies clad in primitive armor made from bone and hide. Despite their precision and discipline, their movements were chaotic, like the ebb and flow of a wild tide. They hissed orders in an unknown language as they advanced, but they were not the only threat on the field.

Swarming among them were the mutant beasts—twisted abominations born of unknown foes and vile experiments. They were a horrifying amalgamation of different species, some with multiple heads, others with limbs sprouting from unnatural places. Claws and fangs tore through the air, their grotesque forms driven by a primal hunger. Dark shadows crackled around them, a palpable miasma that sent shivers down my spine, they barely keeping together like unfinished products.

Luyira advanced confidently, no longer concealing herself. Despite having fought alongside her numerous times since her awakening, I had not yet grasped the true breadth of her capabilities. However, on this battlefield of carnage, she would unveil a new aspect of her formidable power. Standing with resolve, her usual composure gave way to a cold determination. Her red hair seemed to dance around her head as if imbued with an invisible energy, while her eyes shone with an ethereal light, their yellow hue engulfing more of the red, resembling twin suns in the dimming surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, Luyira closed her eyes, focusing inward as she called upon the power that lay dormant within her. Her body began to change, shift, and warp in ways that would horrify most who witnessed it. From her back, sides, mechanical appendages emerged, serpentine in their movement, giving her a Medusa-like appearance. Each appendage was an extension of her will, growing rapidly—some splitting into new forms, others elongating until they blended covering the sky above. The tendrils glistened with a strange luminescence, like liquid metal flowing through glass veins, shimmering with a potent energy at their tips, ready to unleash fury.

As I watched, a mix of awe and horror welled up within me as Luyira’s transformation reached its peak. The tendrils, now numbering in the dozens, writhed and twisted, their forms shifting as if they had a life of their own. Some split into claws, others became bladed whips, while still others morphed into gaping mouths lined with razor-sharp teeth. Magic crackled and sparked from each appendage, ancient runes glowing along their lengths, ready to unleash devastation upon the battlefield. Then, with a terrible shriek that seemed to tear the very air apart, Luyira launched herself into the fray.

The mutant beasts barely had time to react. Her tendrils shot forward like spears, piercing their ranks with surgical precision. Each strike was accompanied by a burst of magic—explosions of fire, ice, and lightning that reduced her targets to charred husks or frozen statues. Luyira’s tendrils moved with blinding speed, too fast for the eye to follow, weaving a deadly dance of destruction around her. With each motion, more of the beasts fell, their ranks crumbling under her relentless assault. But Luyira was not content with mere slaughter. She had a plan—one that would turn the tide of this battle for good.

As I observed her, I couldn’t help but feel a deep unease. This was the terrifying might of Luyira, the power that had saved us time and time again. But with such power came an equally great responsibility, and the question lingered in my mind—how far would we need to go to protect the future we were fighting for?

As Luyira defeated the Rank 1 beasts, her other tendrils extended toward the Rank 2 mutants, leaving only the five mechanized bear monsters—the main guards—untouched. These formidable creatures were far stronger than the others, their grotesque forms radiating a menacing power. However, they proved no match for Luyira’s prowess. Her tendrils ensnared them, exerting immense pressure, and with a subtle movement, they transformed into chains of pure energy. The chains constricted, immobilizing the beasts, and through a magical process, began to extract the creatures’ life force, transferring it to Luyira’s own being. The beasts let out anguished roars as their monstrous bodies weakened under the drain, their corrupted energy absorbed by Luyira.

But she didn’t stop there. As the beasts faltered, her tendrils reshaped once more, transforming into jagged spikes that plunged into their bodies, tearing them apart from the inside. The battlefield was awash in blood and viscera as Luyira methodically tore through the horde of mutants, her expression a mask of cold, ruthless efficiency. The lizardmen, witnessing the carnage, tried to flee, but Luyira’s tendrils ensnared them as well, trapping them in barriers of metal where they writhed helplessly, unable to escape. She had captured hundreds of them, holding them in a living prison that kept them in constant fear.

Meanwhile, I faced my own battle. From the rear of the battlefield, five enormous figures lumbered forward, each one a nightmarish fusion of flesh and metal. These were the bear monsters, towering over the battlefield like mechanical gods of destruction. Their bodies were covered in thick plates of armor, growing out of their flesh, and from their backs and shoulders jutted an array of weapons—missile launchers, laser cannons, and spinning saws that glowed with a malevolent red light. Their eyes, once the beady black of predators, were now replaced by gleaming red optics that scanned the battlefield with cold precision. These monsters were the product of twisted experimentation, their natural strength augmented by technology, making them nearly unstoppable.

Under different circumstances, these mighty giants would have been awe-inspiring, but now they appeared almost insignificant compared to the titans and dragons we had faced before. Each of these creatures possessed the power to obliterate an entire army single-handedly, yet united, they were an unstoppable force. They guarded a treasure so valuable that countless lives had already been sacrificed for it—a treasure that had now fallen into the wrong hands. The first bear let out a deafening roar, a thunderclap that shook the battlefield as it barreled toward me with surprising agility for its massive size. The ground trembled beneath its colossal steps, and the air shimmered with the scorching energy building up within its laser cannons.

As the beast charged, I readied myself for the confrontation, armed with my secret weapon—molten lava spikes capable of melting even their hardened metal armor. I sensed the others positioning themselves for a coordinated assault, and it became clear that these creatures were not mindless brutes but cunning monsters with intelligence and strategy to match their strength.

The bear’s vicious claws swiped at me, but I dodged and maneuvered beneath it, causing the creature to falter as the ground cracked under the weight of our struggle. Then, with a swift strike, my molten lava blade clashed against the bear’s armored hide in a dazzling display of red light, slicing effortlessly through its formidable defense. The once ferocious creature’s howls of rage turned into screams of fear and anguish as its gaze shifted to one of defeat. Meanwhile, the rest of the pack unleashed a barrage of laser beams and explosive attacks in a desperate attempt to save their comrade, but their efforts only hastened its demise. The beast I had been holding in place began to crumble, its body unable to withstand the relentless assault.

With fearless determination, I sprinted toward the second bear, which lurked behind the first, its menacing presence unnoticed until now. Missiles streaked through the sky, leaving fiery trails of destruction in their wake as they homed in on me with deadly precision. Time seemed to slow as I summoned all my strength, springing upward and executing a flawless somersault over the hurtling projectiles. The earth trembled as the missiles struck the ground where I had been, erupting in a chaotic explosion of soil and rubble. As I landed atop the second bear’s head, a surge of power coursed through me, guiding my sword to pierce its skull with a fiery eruption of molten lava. The bear convulsed violently before crashing to the ground with a deafening roar, its crimson eyes fading into darkness.

I could feel the weight of the battlefield pressing down on me, the heat of my own molten energy coursing through my veins as I stood atop the fallen bear. The union between Destroyer and me had become second nature, allowing me to wield this destructive power with ease. The smell of burning metal and scorched earth filled the air, mingling with the acrid tang of smoke and blood. But there was no time to revel in victory. Three more of these monstrosities remained, each one deadlier than the last. My muscles tensed in anticipation as I scanned the field, pinpointing the remaining threats.

The next bear lumbered forward, its massive frame adorned with missile launchers that jutted from its back like the spines of a grotesque porcupine. I could see the cold, calculating intelligence behind its crimson optics as it locked onto me. It knew I was its primary threat now, and it wasn’t going to let me get close without a fight. The launchers on its back began to glow, the hum of charging energy building to a deafening crescendo as the missiles prepared to fire.

But I wasn’t going to let it dictate the terms of our battle.

Before the missiles could fully charge, I thrust my hands into the air, channeling the volcanic fury within me. The ground beneath my feet trembled, responding to my call as pillars of molten rock erupted from the earth. With a swift motion, I directed them toward the bear, each pillar forming into a jagged spear of lava. They hurtled toward the creature, trailing streams of fire and ash, aimed directly at its launchers. The bear’s eyes widened in recognition of the threat, and it fired its missiles in a panicked burst.

The sky above the battlefield erupted in a chaotic symphony of fire and ash as the lava spears collided with the missiles mid-air. The explosions lit up the battlefield like a second sun, blindingly bright and searing hot. But even as debris rained down, I was already moving—my body a blur as I launched myself off the downed bear beneath me and sprinted toward the next target.

The bear was disoriented, but it was still operational. I could see its systems struggling to compensate for the damage, its movements sluggish and erratic. The molten spears hadn’t destroyed the missile launchers completely, but they had done enough to cripple its offensive capabilities. I had to finish this quickly.

With a flick of my wrist, I summoned twin swords of pure magma, the blades crackling with searing heat as they formed in my hands. The air around them shimmered, distorting from the intense energy they radiated. I closed the distance in a heartbeat, my feet barely touching the ground as I weaved through the cloud of smoke and debris.

The bear attempted to swat me away with one massive paw, but I was already airborne, vaulting over the attack with an effortless flip. As I descended, I brought both blades down with all my strength, plunging them into the bear’s armored back. The metal sizzled and melted beneath the intense heat, the once-impenetrable armor turning to liquid slag as my blades cut deep into its core.

The bear roared, a sound that shook the very ground beneath it, but it was a cry of desperation, not defiance. With a final, thunderous crash, it collapsed, its systems failing one by one as the lava consumed its heart. The red glow in its eyes flickered, then died, leaving only darkness.

"Three down, two more to go," I muttered, instinctively reaching to wipe the sweat from my brow—only to realize I couldn’t through the helmet. For a moment, I felt silly, a fleeting embarrassment that didn’t go unnoticed by Luyira, who was guarding hundreds of captured lizardmen. She teased me with a playful smile and a soft laugh, her amusement cutting through the tension of the battlefield.

But there was no time to dwell on it.

The laser-wielding bear was already locked onto me, its red optics glowing ominously as it prepared to fire. I could see the red beam focusing, the air around it distorting with the intense energy it was about to unleash. This one was different from the others—it was faster, more precise. I could feel its murderous intent, a cold, calculating malice that seemed almost human in its focus.

But I was ready for it.

As the laser beam lanced toward me, I twisted my body, narrowly dodging the searing heat. The beam grazed my side, singing my armor but leaving me unharmed. My invulnerability held strong, but I knew that even I couldn’t afford to take a direct hit from that weapon without serious consequences. I had to close the gap quickly.

Drawing upon my inner power, I pushed off the ground with explosive force, launching myself toward the bear in a burst of speed. The earth cracked beneath me as I propelled forward, a streak of molten fire in the air. The bear tried to track me, its optics swiveling to follow my movement, but I was already too fast.

I landed just beneath its chin, where the armor was thinnest, and drove my fist upward. Lava surged from my hand, forming into a molten spike that shot straight into the bear’s head. The creature’s body convulsed violently, its laser beam firing wildly into the sky as its systems overloaded. Sparks and smoke poured from the wound as the lava melted through its circuits, destroying it from the inside out.

The bear staggered back, its legs buckling as it fought to stay upright. But I wasn’t finished. With a swift motion, I summoned another blade of magma and leaped onto its back. I drove the blade down into its spine, severing the connection between its brain and body. The bear let out one final, pitiful whine before collapsing, its massive frame hitting the ground with a thunderous crash.

Only one left.

The final bear was a hulking monstrosity, its arms ending in massive claws that spun like drills, whirring menacingly as it advanced. It was slower than the others, but it made up for that with sheer, raw power. I could feel the vibrations in the air as the drills spun faster, each rotation promising a brutal, crushing end to anything caught in their path.

But I wasn’t about to become its victim.

As it charged, I stood my ground, gathering all the molten energy I had left. The ground around me began to glow, cracks forming as the earth itself heated to a boiling point. The bear saw this as an opportunity, raising one drill high to bring it down upon me with all its might. But just before it could strike, I unleashed my power in a blazing inferno.

A massive wave of lava erupted from the ground beneath me, engulfing the bear in a torrent of molten rock and fire. The creature roared in agony, its drills slowing as the lava melted through its armor and into its flesh. It tried to fight back, its movements desperate and frenzied, but it was already too late. The heat was too intense, the lava too relentless.

With a final, defiant roar, the bear slumped to the ground, its drills grinding to a halt as they were consumed by the molten tide. The red glow in its eyes dimmed, then vanished entirely, leaving only a smoldering, lifeless husk behind.

I stood in the center of the devastation, the battlefield around me quieting as the last of the mechanical bears fell. My chest heaved with exertion, but the fiery power within me still burned strong, ready for whatever might come next. As I instinctively moved to wipe the sweat from my brow, I remembered I was wearing a helmet. For a moment, I felt a bit foolish. Luyira, always observant, noticed and gave me a teasing smile and a light laugh, a brief moment of levity amid the destruction.

Meanwhile back at the camp when both of them give a signal to the others approach, Georgina descended wearily, her wings drooping as Rudy guided her to a chair. Exhaustion was evident in her eyes, and disbelief tinged her voice as she spoke. "They’re monsters, for heaven’s sake," she exclaimed. "That battle lasted mere minutes for them, yet within those moments, countless forces clashed relentlessly for hours. Is this reality, or merely a dream?" Her words elicited mixed reactions among the hunters and demi-humans. Some nodded in agreement, while others, like Michi, bristled at the implied insult.

Michi, her temper flaring, couldn’t hold back. "How dare you speak of our goddess as a monster? Her powers are divine, and the Savior has proven his strength by taking down those bears. You cower like a lost cub, calling a protector a monster."

Before the tension could escalate, Leonidas stepped in, his calm voice cutting through the air. "Michi, calm yourself. Georgina isn’t insulting them. She’s overwhelmed by the sheer scale of their abilities. Just a fraction of those monsters would have been our end in the past. To witness two individuals perform such feats is awe-inspiring. Even I, a veteran of many battles, feel the tremors of their power. Georgina’s words carry no offense; the intensity of what we’ve witnessed is staggering—a sight few will ever see."

Michi’s anger faded, replaced by shame as she lowered her head. "You’re right, my Chief. I was taken back to memories of the tribe’s badmouting chitchats and acted rashly."

"There’s nothing to apologize for, Michi," Leonidas reassured her. "We all feel the weight of what we’ve seen today. But we must address the matter of the lizardmen. Luyira has captured hundreds of them. It’s reminiscent of the dragons—they seem helpless now, but we can’t forget they fought fiercely moments ago."

Meanwhile, Rina sidled up to Nina, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Nin,Nin, is it weird that I felt a little… excited watching our hubby fight?"

Nina chuckled, shaking her head. "You’re not weird, my little raccoon. It’s only natural to feel that way about our beloved. But remember, our time will come too, so keep your focus."

Rudy, sensing Georgina’s unease, offered her a comforting smile. "Don’t take Michi’s words to heart. He’s not a fanatic, just a strong admirer. I’ve seen how tirelessly he works in the city, spreading the word of salvation and justice, helping others day and night with endless energy. In that regard, you’re much the same—always working to keep the avian tribes informed and united, even when some are reluctant to listen."

Georgina’s worries eased at Rudy’s words, and she felt a warmth in her chest. Emboldened, she glanced at him, curiosity in her eyes. "Are you taken, Rudy?"

The question caught Rudy off guard, and he blushed slightly as he replied, "I’ve been courting two human girls recently. but we have not done anything yet."

Georgina smiled, stepping closer. "I see. Well, how about you come back to my tent later? I could show you how the avian tribe rewards its warriors after a tough battle."

Rudy’s blush deepened, but he smiled back, taking her hand. "It would be my pleasure."

Leonidas watched them disappear into the camp with a wry smile. "What a bold move."

Rina grinned mischievously. "I had a feeling they’d end up together. And you’re partly to blame, Chief. He’s been more confident since your chat with him."

Leonidas chuckled. "I suppose I am. What about you two? Planning to join Aido and Luyira?"

Nina nodded with a smile. "Yep, we are ready father, let’s finish our tasks."

Leonidas took charge, his voice firm as he issued orders. "Alright, everyone. Those assigned to guard, stay in your spots. The rest, gather to collect the vital liquid and recover any technology. Let’s move."

Around more of the half of the demi-humans and hunters remained on guard, while Leonidas led the others, accompanied by the androids and Nina and Rina close by. As they moved toward the lizardmen, Rina’s expression shifted to one of concern. "What’s happening to the lizardmen? They seem to be collapsing."

Ahead, the captured lizardmen—once fierce warriors—had dropped their weapons and fallen to the cold ground, many barely breathing. They lay trapped in the prisons Luyira had formed with her appendages, now reduced to helpless captives.

"They’ve lost their power," Leonidas remarked, observing the fallen lizardmen with a mix of pity and caution. "It’s not surprising. They were already weakened when we attacked. I’ve seen it before—they’ll likely stay like this for days, maybe even weeks."

Ninaies approached, her gaze softening as she saw Luyira and me. "There you are. It’s good to see both of you safe and sound."

Luyira, still adjusting to her new abilities, spoke with a hint of wonder. "It’s strange. It feels natural, but still hard to handle. The tentacles detached from me and formed those jails, like the containers I created earlier. But I don’t feel any different—I weigh the same, and everything feels normal."

"I guess it’s like someone once said: creation magic. But I’m pretty sure it doesn’t come from nothing," I mused.

Destroyer chimed in, his tone analytical. "It’s more complex than that. It’s related to her aural energy production. If we had the technology to replicate it, we’d never run out of materials."

Ninaies, ever practical, asked, "So, what’s the plan?"

"While we waited for you," I began, "I analyzed a male and female from that group of green-skinned creatures. Let’s call them ‘Fantasy Lizardmen’ for now. We don’t understand their language, but I’m pretty sure communication is possible. They react to our gestures and body language. Destroyer confirmed what we already suspected—they’re starving and seem disoriented, almost like they don’t know where they are. Is it possible they’re lost?"

Ninaies nodded thoughtfully. "Like me? You think they appeared here out of nowhere, like I did?"

Rina’s eyes lit up. "Teleporting!"

I shook my head with a smile. "I’ve seen a lot of strange things lately, but teleportation isn’t one of them—at least, not yet."

"But it would be awesome, right, Luy?" Rina said, nudging Luyira playfully.

Luyira grinned mischievously. "Being able to appear in front of Aido whenever I want… or maybe even more… hehehe."

I felt a bead of sweat roll down my neck. "..."

Destroyer interrupted with a measured tone. "You have a point, Aido. For now, we’ll wait for Ninaies and Leonidas to finish, and then we can discuss our next steps."

Leonidas, overhearing the conversation, cut in with a serious expression. "Aido, I see you’re having fun, but let me make this clear: these lizardmen are prisoners, and the safest option might be to kill them. They’re strong, smart, and potentially dangerous. We can’t afford to underestimate them."

Destroyer offered a different perspective. "My analysis suggests they are indeed a threat, but it’s better to control them than to kill them outright. We need information, and learning their language could be valuable. However, anyone who resists or poses a danger should be dealt with swiftly."

"I agree," I said, nodding. "For now, let’s focus on what we came here to do—explore the nest. It seems there aren’t any more beasts coming out, but we don’t know when the next batch will be ready. We need to stop their production."

Leonidas crossed his arms, considering the situation. "You’re right. In total, we’ve faced around 3,000 beasts here. Star City reports mention daily attacks of at least 5,000 to a peak of 9,000 beasts. Santiago mentioned it takes a few hours for a new batch to appear, but those numbers are lower—fewer than a hundred. My guess is that the nests gather their numbers before sending them to attack the city. If they produce a hundred beasts, and there are 46 nests besides the main one…"

"That means they’re producing one or two batches and sending them to the city," Luyira concluded. "That would match the numbers, with the rest staying behind to protect the nests."

"Exactly," I said, feeling the weight of our mission. "We have time to do this right. Let’s go inside the nest and stop them for good."

"We should make sure they’re harmless and secure this place," Leonidas said, his voice firm. "Nina, can you guard here for us? Keep an eye on those lizards. They’re like our tribe, but there’s something different about them."

Rina sniffed the air, her raccoon-like nose twitching. "They don’t smell like partners."

Destroyer’s voice resonated in my mind, analytical as always. "You’re right. Their genetics aren’t compatible with our demi-humans, not even with other lizard demi-humans."

I raised an eyebrow. "Then they aren’t from this world. So, teleportation does exist?"

"It seems so," Destroyer replied. "But they’re not from this planet. That shouldn’t be possible—at least, not by any means we understand."

Leonidas nodded, his expression grim. "I see your point, Destroyer, and I agree. They’re not from here. But this isn’t the time to discuss it. We have a nest to destroy and a city to save. If we need to bring more demi-humans here, I’ll do it."

Ninaies smiled, though her eyes remained focused. "Alright, I’ll hold down the fort."

Leonidas turned to Rina. "Stay with her."

"Okie," Rina chirped, flashing a playful salute.

Luyira’s eyes gleamed with determination. "Let’s go inside. We have about an hour to destroy the nest and get out before more beasts spawn."

I felt the weight of the mission settle on my shoulders but knew we had to act. "That’s enough time. Let’s move."

The ancient facility loomed before us, half-buried in the cracked and desolate landscape. Its once-pristine walls were now a crumbling ruin of corroded metal and faded symbols, long forgotten by the world above. This place was a relic of a bygone era when humanity still clung to its dominance before the punishment of the savior—a past life I’m supposedly linked to. Our mission was clear: retrieve the technology, shut down the monstrous creation process, and secure the Vital Liquid—the primordial soup, the key to producing more monsters.

Leonidas, our fearless leader, was the first to step into the darkness. His pristine fur rippled with barely contained energy, the predatory grace of his demi-human lion form evident in every movement. His sharp, piercing eyes scanned the entrance with the keen instincts of a seasoned hunter. More than just a warrior, Leonidas was the heart and soul of our team—a natural leader whose mere presence commanded respect.

Luyira followed with an eerie calm, her crimson hair almost glowing in the dim light that filtered through the shattered ceiling and the flickering remnants of old lights. In this place, where ancient horrors lurked and monstrous creations were birthed, her abilities were our greatest asset. As I watched her, I couldn’t help but notice how much she resembled an older sister, guiding us with a maturity that belied her age. Maybe it’s true that women mature faster than men.

I followed closely, my senses heightened by the oppressive atmosphere. The ground was slick with a viscous fluid, a grim reminder of the experiments that had taken place here. The walls, once sterile and white, were now stained with dark streaks—remnants of failed creations or perhaps the blood of those who had tried to escape. The air was thick with the stench of old death and decay, a nauseating mix of rotting flesh and rusted machinery. Even with my powers, I couldn’t shake the unease that clung to this place.

Our team was rounded out by three androids, their sleek metallic forms glinting in the faint light. They were efficient and cold, designed to assist and protect with unerring precision. Alongside them were two demi-human felines, lithe and agile, moving with quiet grace. Their eyes gleamed in the darkness, reflecting the predator’s hunger they kept in check. They were our scouts, quick and deadly, always alert for the slightest movement or sound. Bringing up the rear were two Hunters—hardened veterans who had survived more battles than they cared to count. Their weapons were ready, eyes scanning for threats that might emerge from the shadows.

We advanced slowly, our footsteps echoing off the rusted metal floors—the only sounds besides the distant hum of machinery still active somewhere deep within the facility. The corridors twisted and turned like a maze, each one leading us deeper into the heart of this ancient beast. The walls were lined with long-dead consoles and broken glass, remnants of the laboratories where unspeakable experiments had taken place. Here, someone—whether human or otherwise—had tried to play god. The results had been catastrophic, giving rise to abominations, mutant beasts, mechanized horrors, and creatures driven mad by an insatiable thirst for blood.

"Stay sharp," Leonidas growled softly, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the stale air. His claws flexed instinctively as he took point, his nose twitching as he sniffed the air. Even after all these years, he could still smell the death that clung to this place.

"This place is a graveyard," one of the demi-human felines muttered, her voice barely a whisper. Her ears flicked nervously as she scanned the darkness, her tail twitching with unease.

"It’s more than that," Luyira responded, her tone calm yet ominous. "It’s a breeding ground... Even though this is my first time here, I can feel it. Life is all around us—growing, breathing, hungry…" Her voice trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid.

We all knew the stories—teams that had ventured into similar facilities, only to never return. The horrors created in these places were nightmares made flesh, monsters that still plague the world above. But we had to focus on the task at hand. If we could retrieve the technology and the primordial soup, we could stop the spread of these abominations and maybe, just maybe, find a way to undo some of the damage.

We reached the central chamber, a vast, circular room that stretched far beyond what our eyes could see. The walls were lined with massive tanks, each filled with a glowing green liquid that seemed almost magical. Inside the tanks, shapes moved—half-formed creatures, twisted and grotesque, their bodies a horrifying blend of flesh and metal. They were suspended in a state of artificial life, waiting to be born, to be unleashed upon the world.

One of the feline demi-humans whispered, her voice tinged with fear. "Those machines… they’re giving birth to our nightmares? They look like crystal eggs, but nothing about this is natural."

Luyira nodded grimly. "This is the main birthing chamber. These vats are where the primordial soup is used to create these monstrous abominations. We need to destroy them—all of them."

At the center of the chamber stood a massive, ancient console, covered in dust and grime, but still operational. The screens flickered with data—genetic sequences, chemical compositions, and power levels. It was the control center for the entire facility, the nerve center from which all the experiments had been managed. This was our target. If we could shut it down, we could stop the creation process and put an end to this madness.

"Luyira, can you interface with it?" Leonidas asked, turning to her.

Luyira shook her head, her expression almost sheepish. "Even though my powers seem android-like, I’m clueless about this tech. Destroyer’s the expert here."

"Then it’s our cue," Destroyer said, his voice resonating with determination. "Aido, connect me to the control panel."

I moved quickly, guiding Destroyer to the console. The lights on my armor flickered as the connection was made, the process displayed through my visor as Destroyer delved into the machine’s ancient systems, searching for the core controls. The rest of us spread out, keeping watch for any threats that might emerge from the shadows.

Leonidas, always the hunter, scouted the tunnels that creatures might be using to maintain the facility. "This place is in worse shape than the last one we visited," he observed. "The tanks here aren’t wheeled; they’re hardwired into the other machines and half-empty. It means they’re not recovering like the others, but there’s still enough to be dangerous. I can see at least ten rank 2 capsules—enough to birth monsters as big as those bears we fought."

As Destroyer worked, Luyira approached one of the tanks, peering inside. The creature within was a horrific sight—a tangle of mismatched limbs and mechanical parts, its face a twisted mask of agony. It stared back at her with unseeing eyes, its mouth opening and closing as if trying to scream. The sight sent a chill down my spine, a grim reminder of the sheer evil that had taken place here. These weren’t just experiments—they were atrocities, born of hubris and cruelty.

"Aido," one of the Hunters called out, his voice tight with tension. "We’ve got movement."

"The tunnels," Leonidas remarked, his ears twitching as he listened intently. "I found one. It sounds like something’s coming from it. They must have some exits away from the fighting, and now they’re returning."

I turned, my gaze snapping to the far side of the chamber where shadows began to stir. The darkness seemed to writhe, shapes forming from the gloom. We might have emptied the facility during our earlier battle, but it seemed something—or someone—had remained behind. The androids moved into position near me, being protected by the Hunters and demi-humans as they readied their weapons. Leonidas bared his teeth in a snarl, his claws gleaming in the dim light.

"Whatever it is, don’t let it stop us," Leonidas commanded. "Destroyer needs time, and we need that Vital Liquid."

As the shadows coalesced, the forms of mutant beasts began to emerge. Their bodies were a grotesque fusion of organic and mechanical parts, but they didn’t seem weaponized—more like resource collectors, with chainsaws, picks, and other tools growing from their limbs. Their eyes glowed with a sickly green light, and their movements were jerky, unnatural, as if controlled by some unseen force. These weren’t just creatures; they were guardians, programmed to defend this place at all costs.

"Prepare for battle!" Leonidas shouted, his voice echoing through the chamber. Luyira’s abilities sprang to life as she formed fine short swords of ice, readying herself for the approaching monsters. I remained in a standby position, watching the shadows and tunnels as they stirred. This wasn’t going to be an easy fight, but we had a job to do, and nothing was going to stop us from finishing it.

Despite the chaotic atmosphere, the coordination of our team was flawless. The feline demi-humans, though not accustomed to firearms, never missed a shot. Each blast bought time for the hunters to close in with their swords, finishing off the beasts. Luyira, however, needed no assistance; she dispatched the creatures with an ease that defied our previous understanding. Retter Messiahs were never supposed to kill—or perhaps there was a reason they couldn’t before, a reason that Luyira has somehow overcome. On the other side of the battlefield, Leonidas turned the scene into a slaughterhouse, tearing through the beasts as if they were made of paper, only suffering a few scratches in return.

"Okie," Destroyer’s voice cut in. "I’ve found the security section. I’m closing the tunnels. It seems they’re empty—looks like all the guardians were drawn here, and our team has already removed them. But better safe than sorry."

"So, you’ve shut down the production machines?" I asked.

"Not just that," Destroyer replied. "I’ve terminated the creatures in production as well. They’ll dissolve back into the machines soon. This facility is more advanced than the previous one, though smaller. The records confirm what we suspected."

"And that is?" Leonidas asked, his voice sharp.

"This facility produces a fixed quantity of beasts and sends them to attack humans. With Star City as the only city in their path, it’s been bearing the brunt of these attacks. I didn’t find any communication devices, so the nests share the same goal but aren’t coordinating with each other."

"That could explain why the beasts from the main nest never leave the area," I speculated. "Maybe they don’t have a directive to hunt humans or demi-humans."

"It’s a possibility," Destroyer agreed. "There’s useful information in the database. The androids could use it to build chambers similar to this facility, but there’s not enough energy or data for my primary goal."

"And what’s that?" I asked, curious.

"To improve the potential of humans and people like you, Aido. But there’s nothing here about Retter Messiahs, or about me."

"So we’ve made progress, but there’s still a lot to discover," Luyira chimed in. "Still, I liked how easy this was."

Everyone agreed, the tension in the air easing as the androids remained behind to guard the facility. Leonidas, Luyira, and I headed back to where the prisoners were being held. Ninaies and Rina were waiting for us, their faces lighting up as we approached.

"That was faster than I expected," Ninaies said with a smile. "Welcome back. Most of the team has returned, and the trucks are ready."

"We’ll need them," Leonidas noted. "The Vital Liquid isn’t as easy to transport as we hoped, and there’s less of it than we expected. Still, we have to take it all and store it in a safe location."

Rina, always observant, added, "There aren’t any children among the lizardmen, and they don’t seem to be in a breeding season. They’re asking for food, except for a few stubborn ones. The females especially seem to be begging for it."

"Bring one of them here," I instructed. "Let’s see what we can find out."

"Roger, darling," Rina replied with a playful wink before heading off to fetch one of the lizardmen.

Ninaies looked at me curiously. "What do you have in mind?"

"Analyzing them," I said. "Destroyer can help. We might be able to learn something useful."

When the lizardman was brought before me, I studied it closely. It wasn’t far removed from the demi-human lizards or the rank 2 bipedal mutated beasts I had seen before, but there was one distinct difference…

"Their skin is cold," I noted, touching its arm. "Like a true reptile."

"I noticed that too," Rina added, her brow furrowed.

"Is it because it’s too weak?" Leonidas asked.

"No," Destroyer interjected. "After a thorough analysis, I can share some findings. Their blood is red like ours, with a similar composition, but it’s closer to reptiles. They use less oxygen, and although I’d need a scanner to confirm, their circulation suggests their heart is different from that of demi-humans, which is more human-like. In fact, they aren’t demi-humans—they’re humanoid reptiles."

"Different, huh?" Luyira mused. "Besides the cold touch, they act a lot like humans."

"Yes, but there are many differences," Destroyer explained. "They have a tail, scales covering their bodies, and their eyes, while similar in appearance, are structurally different. Their minds are more reptilian, which might explain their conqueror behavior. They’re intelligent, but they seem to be a race that adapts quickly. They have five fingers and a posture that’s slightly more hunched than humans. The trembling is likely due to fear—they’re clearly showing emotion. They have a lot in common with humans, but they aren’t human."

"We have some food," I said, considering the situation. "But not enough for all of them. Moving them won’t be easy either. Let’s contact the city by radio and send more trucks to transport them. I’d like to learn their language. In the meantime, give some of our resources to the ones who seem weakest. But be careful when handling them—remember, reptile-like minds can be unpredictable."

Georgina, who had been listening, spoke up thoughtfully. "So this is how we avian demi-humans feel when we watch birds—or how feline types feel when they see cats. No, maybe it’s more like humans watching simians."

"That’s not far from the truth," I agreed. "The differences are mostly physical—they have cold bodies and tails. But the mind… well, that’s something we can discover."

"Breeding wouldn’t be possible," Destroyer added. "Examining her body, it seems she lays eggs. No demi-human, even avians or reptile types, lay eggs."

"It seems we won’t find all the answers we’re looking for," I concluded. "But these lizard people are a new race, and they need our help. We’d be monsters if we left them to die out here."

Leonidas’s expression softened, though his voice remained firm. "You’re right. I’d be a monster if I abused my power. I still feel they’re a danger, and I can’t help but resent them for what happened before. But now, they’re the weak, and we’re the strong. The strong become evil if they abuse the weak."

I nodded, understanding his dilemma. "We need to consult with the Star City Council. Even if we have enough food, we should plan carefully. Luckily, we’ve been stockpiling for the campaign, and the cities are still producing more than we can consume. The capital has enough resources for millions."

Rina’s eyes widened. "Seriously? And here I was starving in the old days!"

Luyira chuckled, teasing her. "I can’t picture you being skinny and without curves, Rina. You’re very… ‘woo woo.’"

Rina grinned. "I wasn’t that skinny, but I was a lot thinner when I was young. And I’m still growing, so maybe I’ll get even bigger. Though, I doubt it—my family’s not known for big boobs, but we do have, well, bums."

Ninaies chimed in, a bit self-conscious. "I’m not sure about my behind—I haven’t really looked. But my breasts have definitely been growing. They feel heavy. They’re a lot bigger now."

As the three girls faced me, I couldn’t help but notice the way they were emphasizing their assets. I admit, I do love their curves, but it’s not like I prefer them overly big, right? Right?

Leonidas let out a hearty laugh. "I dunno, kid. I’m team ass."

Ninaies blinked, confused. "What?"

Luyira playfully elbowed him. "You’re a pervert! So the rumors are true."

Destroyer chimed in, his tone mock-serious. "It seems like it."

I threw up my hands in mock surrender. "I never said I like that! You’re all making me out to be the bad one here."

Amid the banter, my thoughts drifted back to the lizardwoman before us. Unlike demi-humans, she had no mammalian traits, and I doubted they produced milk. It made me wonder again—could they really be from another world? Is that even possible?

Destroyer interrupted my thoughts with a hint of curiosity. "We have historical records of humans reaching other worlds with spacecraft—actually, only one, Mars, the planet you sometimes see in the sky. But that was so long ago, and the records mention they depended on Earth to survive. If they adapted into reptilians, it’s only speculation, especially considering the weapons and clothes they’re wearing."

Leonidas nodded thoughtfully. "I’m no expert, but their weapons look primitive—mostly bone and copper. One thing’s for sure: they weren’t using any kind of magic like you guys."

"He’s right," I agreed. "Some of them look like shamans, but I’m not detecting any energy signals from them."

Rina’s tail flicked with curiosity. "So, they’re not dangerous. What should we do with them?"

"Shamans served different roles in ancient tribes," Destroyer explained. "They were doctors, healers, and spiritual guides."

Ninaies nodded. "We should focus on identifying their leaders. That’s where we’ll get the most information."

With the decision made, Luyira, Ninaies, Rina, and I returned to the city in a truck. Only one Hunter accompanied us, driving while the others stayed behind to guard the nest and the prisoners. The androids were busy recovering data from the nest and building a radio station with the help of the team and the mechas we brought. It seemed they wanted us to have some free time, and it was just a little past noon when we arrived back in the city.

In the dim light of the guild building, the echoes of heavy doors reverberated through the stone halls as we returned from our perilous mission. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and metal, a constant reminder of the fortress’s deep connection to the hidden world beneath. As we entered the grand chamber, I saw Alidia waiting for us. A formidable force in her own right, she stood as the commander of the hunters, her eyes sharp and filled with an enigmatic wisdom that only years of experience could bring. She scanned our group with the intensity of a seasoned warrior. Beside her stood Frenia, the invincible Retter Messiah known as the Warrior. They seemed to be deep in conversation before we arrived.

"Welcome back, Aido," Alidia said, her voice soft yet carrying the weight of authority. She stepped forward, her armor billowing slightly as she moved. "Your journey has been long, and it seems we have much to discuss."

I nodded, feeling the exhaustion in my bones, but there was still a fire within me—a determination that hadn’t waned despite the trials we’d faced. Behind me, Luyira clung to me as usual, but she still managed to playfully nudge Rina. Ninaies, with a troubled expression but her usual calm, waited to hear what was going on.

"We encountered something unexpected in the nest—a third party," I began, keeping my voice steady. "But we managed to secure the relics of technology and the primordial soup. It wasn’t easy, though… they fought fiercely to protect what they had."

Rina, ever the playful one, smirked and quipped, "Pfft, that’s a lie. They come, they blow, they conquer. Aido and Luyira are amazing, like gods of war."

Alidia raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Is that so?"

She exchanged a glance with Frenia, who inclined her head slightly. Frenia’s expression remained unreadable, her clothes tattered and dirty, still stained with the marks of the enemies she had taken down.

Frenia’s deep voice broke the silence with a low growl. "As did we," she said. "The nest I conquered was heavily fortified. We fought through hordes of beasts, but in the end, we secured the technology and the primordial soup they used to create their monstrosities. However..." She paused, her gaze hardening. "We also discovered something else—military technology, firearms, and detailed reports. It appears the nest was once a military outpost before it was transformed into a factory for horrors."

Luyira tilted her head, curiosity written across her face. "How’s it going with your problem, Frenia?"

Frenia hesitated, then sighed. "I felt something, I really did. But when I tried to finish any of the beasts, my strength faltered. In the end, the Amazons had to deliver the final blow, as always. I see them as monsters, as objects that have taken so many of my people and loved ones… but I’m still unable to avenge them. Still, I feel something is changing. My Amazons said my body seemed to grow during battle, but I returned to normal afterward."

Rina grinned, unable to resist a playful jab. "Bigger? But you’re already as tall as a mountain, big momma."

Ninaies smirked, adding, "I think even bigger than Alejandro."

Rina chuckled. "Yes, I forgot about him."

Concerned, I asked, "But you couldn’t kill them?"

Frenia shook her head slowly. "No, but I sense I’m close. If I push myself harder, I might break through."

Alidia’s gaze sharpened as she interjected. "The weapons recovered from Frenia’s nest seem well-maintained, almost pristine. Her soldiers reported seeing bipedal figures in the storage area, suggesting they knew exactly what they possessed and kept everything in shape."

We all exchanged uneasy glances. The idea that our enemies might have once been soldiers from some long-forgotten war added a disturbing layer of complexity to our mission.

"But that’s not the most concerning news," Alidia continued, her tone grave. "The nest I was assigned to conquer… it was empty. Not a single beast remained, only the remnants of a battle fought long before I arrived. Someone—or something—had been there before us and stripped it clean. Even the team we sent to monitor from a distance is missing. No trace of them has been found."

A chill crawled up my spine. "An empty nest?" I echoed, my mind racing through the possibilities. "Who could have done that? And why take the risk of confronting those monsters before we did? Another third party, like the lizardmen we captured?"

"That’s what we need to find out," Frenia said, tension lacing her voice. "Whoever they are, they’re playing a dangerous game. The weapons we found suggest they could be well-armed, and if they’re targeting these nests, they know something we don’t."

"Or they’re after something we haven’t yet considered," Ninaies added quietly, her voice thoughtful. "The primordial soup, the technology… We have something to report too. I’ll let Aido and the Destroyer explain."

Alidia turned to me, her expression expectant. "Tell us, dear."

I nodded, gathering my thoughts. "We met the team scouting ahead. To our surprise, there was a third party—hundreds of lizardmen warriors fighting the beasts for hours, it seemed. They were armed with primitive weapons. We captured most of them, thanks to Luyira’s abilities. They appear to be intelligent, with a language different from ours or the bipedal mutated beasts. They’re distinct from Reptile Demi-humans. They have cold blood, if that’s the right term."

Alidia’s eyes narrowed with curiosity. "Do you have one?"

"Yes," I replied. "It was a female. We had to sedate her. She’s currently being transported to the guild clinic."

Alidia’s voice was resolute. "I’ll go see her after we’re done here."

Frenia frowned, concern evident in her voice. "It seems we aren’t alone in this war. Who are these lizardmen?"

"We don’t know yet," I admitted. "But they are intelligent, they have a language, and they’re fighting the beasts. Despite their primitive weapons, they aren’t as large as the beasts, but they have claws and tails, similar to rank 2 creatures, but a lot smaller."

Rina, ever skeptical, added, "I sense an air of fragility in these so-called demi-humans. I nearly carried the female to Aido myself. Despite her imposing stature and scales as tough as steel, she exuded a certain lack of vigor and physical power—slightly stronger than a typical human, but far from noble in strength."

At that moment, Arthur stepped forward from behind Frenia and Alidia, his expression thoughtful. "Reptilians, huh? Historical records mention legends of a species of reptilians living beneath the earth, controlling the world from the shadows. But those were always dismissed as mad theories, distractions for the gullible. I wonder if they’re connected."

Frenia’s eyes widened in surprise as she turned around, catching sight of Arthur. "Arthur? I thought you were entrenched in your experiments in the lab. But here you are, looking more like a scholar than a monarch," she teased with a smirk.

Arthur shrugged nonchalantly. "Yes, I was occupied with my work, but the dragons that Luyira brought are truly fascinating. These majestic creatures possess a mesmerizing ability to breathe fire through a complex biological mechanism. Their scales, though formidable, have vulnerabilities. There are delicate areas where bullets can penetrate, which explains how the Avian Demi-humans were able to defeat them."

I couldn’t help but smile wryly. "I feel like we’re living in a fantasy novel now. All we’re missing is a floating city and aliens."

Luyira giggled, her usual playful self. "No, you’re the hero, and I’m a magical girl. The girls are your harem, and there are dragons too!"

Ninaies chuckled softly. "He kind of does. But that means we’ll have a happy ending, right?"

Rina added, her tone mischievous, "It’d be boring if he wasn’t a hero. So, what are we going to do now?"

Arthur’s expression turned serious as he addressed the group. "First, I need everyone to rest. We’ve taken in a lot in a short amount of time, and it was part of the original plan."

Alidia nodded in agreement. "Luyira, stop clinging to your brother and let him catch up with the others."

Luyira pouted but obeyed. "Okay, Mommy."

As Luyira reluctantly left my side, Frenia smiled faintly. "Go on, Aido. You have a date with two beautiful girls. Where is our princess saint?"

"She stayed with the lizardmen for now. She was worried, watching some of them lose consciousness, but she plans to be back by dusk." I answered her question, and we understand the reason each other.

Frenia’s expression softened. "That girl will never change… or actually, she did. I noticed her blue hair—so it’s true she’s really pregnant? The first Retter Messiah to be pregnant, and she only has a little experience. Meanwhile, I’ve had centuries with boys and haven’t even had one baby... Maybe I should take some time with you myself."

I chuckled nervously. "No, thank you! Five is already hard to handle."

Frenia pouted playfully. "No fun. Well, see you later."

As the others left, I found myself lost in thought, the weight of our recent discoveries and the challenges still ahead pressing heavily on my mind. The mysteries surrounding the lizardmen, the empty nest, and the evolving nature of our enemies all demanded answers. But for now, I would take comfort in the company of those I loved, even if the world outside seemed to be growing darker by the day.

As I watched the others leave, my thoughts were tangled with the mysteries we’d uncovered and the battles still to come. The lizardmen, the empty nest, the changing nature of our enemies—all of it weighed on my mind. But here, now, walking between Ninaies and Rina, I allowed myself a rare moment of peace. The sun was beginning its slow descent, casting a warm, golden light over the city as it struggled back to life. The streets, once scarred by war, were now filled with the sounds of renewal—hammers striking metal, workers calling to one another, and even the laughter of children playing in the alleyways. It was hard to believe this place had been a battlefield not long ago.

"It’s hard to believe this place was a warzone not long ago," I said quietly as we passed a group of workers repairing a fountain. The water sparkled in the sunlight, a symbol of the city’s resilience. "They’re doing a good job bringing it back to life."

Ninaies nodded, her eyes scanning the scene with a mix of admiration and lingering sadness. "The people here are resilient. They’ve been through so much, yet they refuse to give up. It’s inspiring."

Rina nudged me playfully, a smirk tugging at her lips. "Kind of like us, huh? Always bouncing back, no matter what’s thrown at us."

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Yeah, something like that."

We continued our walk, leaving the bustling heart of the city behind as we ventured into a quieter corner where the reconstruction was still in progress. Scaffolding clung to half-repaired buildings, and remnants of old barricades were scattered on the ground, reminders of the battles fought here. Yet, even in this place, life persisted—wildflowers sprouted between the cracks in the pavement, and the faint sound of music drifted from a nearby tavern, blending with the evening air.

Rina’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked around. "Hey, you two… what do you say we explore a bit? This part of the city looks like it’s hiding some secrets."

Ninaies smiled, catching the adventurous glint in Rina’s eyes. "I’m game. It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to just… wander."

I felt a warmth I hadn’t felt in a long time—a sense of normalcy, of just being with friends, enjoying the moment. "Alright, let’s see what we can find."

We ventured deeper into the maze of partially rebuilt structures, where ancient stone walls stood beside newly constructed wooden frames. The city’s past and future seemed to collide here, creating a patchwork of memories and hope. As we turned a corner, we stumbled upon a small, secluded courtyard, hidden away from the main streets. Ivy climbed the walls, and the golden light of the setting sun bathed the space in a warm, almost magical glow.

In the center of the courtyard stood an old, weathered statue—a warrior holding a sword aloft, frozen in a triumphant pose. Time had eroded much of the statue’s details, but there was still a nobility in its stance, a reminder of the city’s proud history.

"This place feels… forgotten," Ninaies murmured as she approached the statue, her voice soft and reverent.

Rina, ever the scout, circled the courtyard, her sharp eyes searching for anything unusual. "Forgotten, maybe. But not abandoned. Someone’s been here recently."

I glanced at Rina, curiosity piqued. "How can you tell?"

She pointed to a patch of disturbed dirt near the statue’s base. "Fresh footprints. And look—there’s a trail leading into that building over there."

Destroyer’s voice chimed in, offering his analysis. "This is more than just a landmark. It’s a kind of shrine, likely dedicated to a hero from a past age. Judging by the footprints, it’s still visited, mostly by children. Some of the prints are small, with a few adult-sized ones mixed in."

Ninaies nodded thoughtfully. "Remembering the fallen, as Luyira mentioned. They need something to mourn, something to hold on to."

As we stood there, the warm hues of the setting sun slowly gave way to the deep blues and purples of twilight. The ancient statue cast long shadows across the overgrown stone, and the discovery of this quiet shrine stirred a sense of urgency within me. Yet, for now, we lingered in the stillness, letting the peaceful moment stretch on. The distant sounds of the city—laughter, the chatter of merchants, the joyful cries of children—created a backdrop that was both nostalgic and bittersweet.

In this quiet corner of the city, surrounded by reminders of both the past and the future, I felt a deep connection to the place and the people who had fought to rebuild it. The mysteries we faced were daunting, but here, with Ninaies and Rina by my side, I felt ready to face whatever came next. For now, we had this moment, and I intended to hold onto it as long as I could.

As I watched Ninaies kneeling beside the weathered idol, her fingers delicately tracing its intricate carvings, memories flooded back—years spent searching for her, driven by the hope of finding her again. Countless sleepless nights studying traces, endlessly questioning why I hadn’t found her sooner. The truth was simple: I had no clue, no leads, only the recurring dreams where different versions of her appeared. Yet, she was always present. Now, seeing her in the flesh, I realized she was no different from those visions. Perhaps that’s why it felt as though we’d never truly been apart.

"Ninaies," I called softly, my voice carrying a tenderness that cut through the cool evening air. She looked up, her eyes meeting mine, and for a moment, the weight of our shared past lingered between us.

"It feels like a lifetime ago," she murmured, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "Back when we’d sneak out just to catch a glimpse of the stars… when everything was simpler, before the wars, before the monsters, before we lost everything."

I knelt beside her, speaking with a quiet intensity. "I never stopped searching for you. Every time I tried, something would pull me away—concerns for my safety, my potential, the attack that tore us apart and tied me to a destiny I’m still trying to understand. But I never lost hope. I was sure, somehow, we’d be reunited."

Ninaies smiled, a mixture of sadness and warmth in her expression. "And you did. You always do. Even when everything seemed hopeless, you found me."

Rina, who had been circling the courtyard, leaned against the statue, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She crossed her arms, her eyes sparkling with mischief and affection. "You two are so serious," she teased, her tone lightening the mood. "It’s almost like you’re forgetting I’m here."

I turned my attention to Rina, my smile widening. "We could never forget about you, Rina. You’re the reason we’ve managed to keep smiling through all of this."

With a playful grin, Rina leaped gracefully from the pedestal of the ancient statue. She landed softly next to me, our shoulders brushing as she spoke. "Well, someone had to inject a little excitement into the situation," she quipped, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Do you recall that unforgettable moment amidst the barren landscape, Nina? When fate led us astray from the group, laden with provisions, only for my ingenious plan to outwit the twisted creature by setting a trap with rocks. Had it not been for that split-second decision, our fate might have been sealed. And oh, Nina, your laughter echoed through the desolate air as I found myself suspended precariously from a tree branch. I struggled to free myself, pushing against the unforgiving rocks, until you, with a mischievous glint in your eye, finally lent a hand, after teasing me for what seemed like an eternity."

Ninaies’ laughter echoed through the dimming light, filling the air with a warmth I hadn’t felt in years. "And you pulled it off with such flair. I still remember how your clothes ended up in tatters; Aido would’ve had quite the sight," she teased, casting me a playful glance.

I chuckled, feeling a sense of relief in my chest. "Even in challenging moments, Rina, you always maintain your charm. I would appreciate the opportunity to witness it."

Rina’s smile softened, her mischievous facade giving way to something deeper. "You insatiable pervert, maybe you’ll get your wish sooner than you think. Aido, you’re strong, but I’m glad I was there for Nina. We’ve been through so much together—laughed, cried, fought—and now, we’re a pack. You’re the missing piece we were searching for too."

I reached out and took both Ninaie's and Rina's hands in mine. The three of us sat there, connected in a circle of shared memories. Maybe we haven't always been together, but right now, it feels like we have. Even Rina seems to belong in my dream world, but it's true she was only a stranger until I met her. Does it mean we were connected even before this life? A quiet understanding between us seems to confirm it. The world beyond the courtyard seemed distant, almost forgotten, as we allowed ourselves this rare moment of peace and reflection.

The night deepened, the sounds of the city softening as the occasional murmur of night birds and the rustle of leaves took over. I could hear the distant hum of life—a reminder that the world continued on, even after all we’d endured. The faint laughter of children from the streets below tugged at my heart, a bittersweet reminder of the innocence we’d lost and the hope we still clung to.

I turned to Ninaies, my voice barely a whisper. "I used to dream about this… the meeting of us, somewhere safe, away from the fighting. I’d picture us sitting together, just like this, thinking about all the times we could’ve had if things had been different."

Ninaies squeezed my hand, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "We have those times now, Aido. Maybe not as often as we’d like, but we have them. And that’s more than enough."

Rina leaned her head against my shoulder, her voice soft, carrying a touch of playful hope. "And who knows what adventures we’ll have next? As long as we’re together, it doesn’t matter where we go or what we face."

I looked at both of them, feeling a warmth in my chest that had been missing for so long. "You’re right. As long as we’re together."

For a brief, precious moment, the weight of their mission, the danger that lay ahead, faded into the background. All that mattered was the connection they shared—the love, the trust, the bond forged through fire and loss. I closed my eyes, savoring the closeness of Ninaies and Rina, the quiet intimacy of the moment. The weathered statue stood silently above us, a guardian watching over the three of us as we embraced this fleeting peace. The city hummed quietly in the background, alive with its own stories, reminding us that while the world was full of uncertainty and darkness, there were still moments of light, hope, and love.

As night fully descended, we left the quiet courtyard and wandered deeper into the heart of the city. The streets had transformed, bathed in the soft glow of lanterns that lined the walkways, casting a warm, welcoming light. The aroma of grilled meats, roasted vegetables, and fresh bread filled the air as we entered the bustling restaurant district, where laughter and music spilled out from the various bars and eateries. The vibrant energy of the city’s nightlife was infectious, a stark contrast to the battles we had faced just days before.

Rina’s tail swished behind her, reflecting her excitement as she pulled Ninaies and me along, her red mask accentuating the gleam in her mischievous eyes. “Come on, slowpokes! I can smell something delicious from over there!” she exclaimed, pointing toward a cozy-looking tavern nestled between two larger establishments.

Ninaies chuckled, her hand slipping into mine as we followed Rina’s lead. “She’s like a kid in a candy store,” she said softly, leaning closer to me. Her warmth and calm demeanor soothed me, reminding me of the peace I had always sought in her presence.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I replied with a smile, squeezing Ninaies’ hand gently. “She brings so much joy, even in times like these.”

The tavern we entered was lively, filled with the hum of conversation and the clinking of glasses. The patrons—a mix of hunters, soldiers, and Demi-humans—gathered around long wooden tables, sharing stories and meals. We found a spot near the back, where the light was softer and the atmosphere more intimate.

We ordered a hearty meal, and as we ate, the tension of our recent mission melted away. Rina animatedly recounted a story from their time in the arid zones, her expressive gestures and infectious laughter drawing smiles from both Ninaies and me. Her raccoon-like ears twitched with excitement as she spoke, her tail swishing behind her rhythmically.

"And then," Rina whispered, leaning in with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "Brayan tried to do his heroic thing, but he tripped over a rock and fell flat on his face like a sack of potatoes!" Her laughter bubbled up, her eyes dancing with amusement.

Ninaies tried to contain her giggles behind delicate fingers, her eyes shining with mischief. "Typical Brayan," she smirked, nudging me playfully. "Always trying to play the hero or charm the ladies, and then stumbling over his own feet."

Despite my usual seriousness, I couldn’t help but join in their laughter. "It’s good to find humor in these moments, even if it’s at Brayan’s expense."

Noticing a hint of jealousy in my tone, Rina leaned in close, her hand gliding down my chest as she whispered with a seductive smile, "Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you’re the hero tonight."

As the evening wore on, the tavern grew livelier. A group of musicians from the civilian soldiers began to play, their instruments filling the room with upbeat melodies that lifted everyone’s spirits. Rina’s ears perked up, and she grabbed both Ninaies and me by the hands, dragging us toward the open space where people had begun to dance.

“Come on! Let’s have some fun!” Rina exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious.

We joined the others on the impromptu dance floor, moving to the music’s rhythm more than any formal steps. I spun Ninaies around, her laughter blending with the cheerful tunes, while Rina playfully danced circles around us, her tail swishing in time with the beat. The three of us moved together effortlessly, our bodies swaying to the music as we lost ourselves in the moment.

Later, we found ourselves in the city’s central plaza, transformed into a gathering place for the night. Massive screens displayed scenes of hope and unity—hunters and soldiers standing side by side, Demi-humans helping rebuild, children playing amidst the ruins. Music and words of encouragement echoed through the square, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and celebration. It was a place where the city’s inhabitants could come together, forgetting, if only for a while, the darkness that loomed beyond the walls.

We joined the crowd, swaying to the music, our hearts lightened by the shared joy around us. Rina leaned into me, her voice soft in my ear. “This… this is what we fight for, right? Nights like this, where everyone can just… live.”

I looked at her, then at Ninaies, feeling the warmth of their presence beside me. “Yes,” I said, my voice filled with quiet conviction. “This is what we fight for. And as long as we’re together, we’ll keep fighting for it.”

I nodded, feeling the weight of the moment settle deep within my chest, as my arm slipped around Rina’s waist, pulling her close. The warmth of her body against mine was comforting, familiar. “Yeah,” I murmured, my voice low, almost a whisper meant only for her ears. “This is what makes it all worth it.”

Ninaies, always the anchor in our trio, stood on my other side, her presence as soothing as the night itself. She smiled softly, a serene expression that belied the strength she carried within. Her hand found its place on my chest, her touch light but grounding. “And it’s moments like this that remind us why we keep going,” she said, her voice a gentle murmur that carried on the night breeze. “No matter how hard it gets.”

The three of us walked together through the dimly lit streets, our steps unhurried, savoring the rare tranquility that had settled over the city. The night was alive in its own way, with the distant hum of life—a testament to the resilience of those who had endured so much. The moon hung low in the sky, its pale light reflecting off the cobblestones, casting elongated shadows that seemed to dance alongside us.

Eventually, we found ourselves standing before a small, elegant hotel, its exterior washed in the soft, golden glow of lanterns. The air was thick with a quiet anticipation, a shared understanding that lingered between us. I glanced at Ninaies and Rina, searching their faces for confirmation. But I didn’t need to ask. The look in their eyes, the silent exchange of glances, said it all—this night was far from over.

We entered the hotel, the warmth of the lobby embracing us like an old friend. The soft murmur of conversation from distant corners, the muted glow of the chandelier overhead—it was a stark contrast to the cold, chaotic world outside. The receptionist, an older woman with silver-streaked hair and a knowing smile, handed us the key with a quiet nod. “Enjoy your stay,” she said, her voice laced with a wisdom that hinted at secrets of her own.

The room was simple but inviting, a sanctuary in the midst of a world that had forgotten how to rest. Large windows framed a view of the city’s glowing skyline, a reminder of the life that pulsed beyond these walls. The bed, wide and draped in soft linens, beckoned us closer, while the faint scent of lavender filled the air, calming yet stirring something deep within.

As I closed the door behind us, the click of the latch echoed in the silence, a sound that marked the beginning of something profound. For a brief moment, we stood there, suspended in time, taking in the intimacy of the space. The flickering candlelight cast long, sinuous shadows on the walls, their dance a reflection of the tension that thrummed between us.

Ninaies was the first to move, her eyes finding mine with a tenderness that melted away any lingering hesitation. She stepped forward, her fingers brushing against my cheek, her touch as light as a feather yet heavy with meaning. “Aido,” she whispered, her voice carrying a warmth that seeped into my very soul, chasing away the cold remnants of doubt.

Rina, ever the playful spirit, broke the solemnity with a soft giggle, her tail curling around her leg in a gesture both innocent and inviting. “We’ve come a long way to get here,” she said, her tone playful but edged with sincerity. “Let’s make this night one to remember.”

The night had fallen softly over the city under reconstruction, wrapping it in a starry blanket. As we found ourselves in a room dimly lit by the warm glow of candles, their flickering light dancing on the walls like a reflection of the growing desire between them. There was a silence heavy with anticipation in the air, a moment where all seemed to understand that something special was about to happen.

Sitting on the bed, I watched the two women with a mix of tenderness and desire. My eyes traveled over Ninaies, whose long golden hair cascaded like a waterfall of light over her shoulders, her fair skin glowing under the soft illumination. Her curvaceous, seductive body invited my touch, and her green eyes gazed at me with a blend of love and trust. Beside her, Rina, with her raccoon-like tail wrapped around her waist, nervously played with the tip of her reddish-brown hair. Her large brown eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, while her voluptuous body radiated an innate sensuality.

Ninaies was the first to approach, her hand gently caressing my cheek. "You’ve always been so caring with us, Aido," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I want tonight to be special, something we’ll never forget."

I took her hand, kissing it tenderly. "It will be special, Ninaies," I replied, my voice low and warm. "Because we’re together, and that’s what matters."

Rina, ever bold, slid to my other side, resting her head on my shoulder while wrapping me with her raccoon tail. "Don’t be afraid to show us how much you love us, Aido," she teased, gently biting her lower lip. Despite her inexperience, there was a bravery in her that I found irresistible.

I smiled, wrapping my arms around both women, feeling their bodies nestle closer to me. "I’ll show you how I feel," I promised, letting my fingers trace gently along Ninaies’ back, moving up and down in a slow rhythm that made her shiver.

Ninaies closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation of my touch, while Rina, always a bit more impatient, began sliding her hands over my chest, exploring with curiosity and desire. The atmosphere filled with a warmth that didn’t come from the candles but from the connection we shared, from the trust and love we had built over time.

Destroyer, mimicking my attire, gradually faded away, conforming to the shape of the blankets and revealing my slim yet muscular physique—a sight that delighted the girls. Ninaies, seizing the proximity, caressed my ear with her tongue, whispering words of affection, while Rina massaged my chest in gentle circular motions, gradually moving down to my abs. The sensation of their skin touching mine was enjoyable for all of us.

I was careful, tender, allowing myself to be guided by Ninaies’ sighs and Rina’s soft laughter. With every touch, every caress, my movements spoke of deep desire, but also of respect for the feelings of the women I loved. Ninaies responded gently, letting me guide her as her lips sought mine in tender, passionate kisses. Rina, on the other hand, couldn’t help but be playful, teasing me with small bites and daring caresses, enjoying every reaction she provoked.

Ninaies, eager to capture my attention, moved closer, her body resting over my leg. Her hands guided my focus to her, her eyes telling a story of lust and desire, a yearning that had been reserved for me alone. I could feel it, almost touch it—she was waiting for my touch on her most intimate parts. Leaving Rina’s body for a moment, I turned my attention to Ninaies. Her face was close to mine, her warm breath mingling with mine as she leaned in, about to kiss me. But before our lips met, I felt another touch—different, more excited. Rina, less calm, was taking my attention with her small but strong hands. They slid across my skin, warm and slightly scratching, knowing exactly where to touch. Her tail wrapped around my leg, wanting to be part of this moment but not wanting to take it away. With a shared glance, we gave her permission to join us.

Now, I had to focus on Ninaies, on her body and her being. Carefully, I undressed Ninaies, removing each layer of clothing that protected her from my touch. My hands explored every part of her, from the smooth curve of her legs to the soft expanse of her belly, up to the fullness of her breasts, and finally to the delicate line of her neck. All of her was revealed to me, her body responding to my touch with a mixture of anticipation and excitement. Her gaze was still on me, filled with longing and a quiet plea, waiting for me to take the next step.

I couldn’t resist her any longer. My lips found hers in a kiss that was tender yet charged with the intensity of our emotions. As our bodies pressed together, I could feel her heartbeat—a strong, rhythmic drum that echoed through my chest. It spoke of what she wanted, and I was ready to give it to her.

Rina, driven by curiosity and desire, moved closer, her hands sliding down my back, her breath warm against my neck. She was looking for a way to join, a place in this intimate moment where she could express her own desires. Her hands wandered lower, caressing my hips and then my thighs, but she hesitated, waiting for Ninaies to invite her in. I could sense their connection, unspoken but strong. Ninaies understood, gently guiding Rina to her side, almost cuddling with her. Now, Ninaies’ half-naked body contrasted with Rina’s still-clothed form. They held hands, facing each other with breaths that were heavy with excitement and a touch of fear—fear of this being their first time.

The atmosphere shifted. The girls were ready; they wanted me to guide them through this intimate moment. I touched both of them with my hands, kissing their chests before trailing down Ninaies’ body, following the line to her most intimate treasure. I took my first taste of her sweetness, savoring the moment. Rina watched with the eyes of a curious animal, almost like she was jumping towards me with her gaze alone. She followed every movement as I used my mouth on Ninaies, exploring her in the most intimate and sensual way. I couldn’t resist giving a small bite to her thigh, and she moaned softly, enjoying the sensation. Rina, too, seemed to like it, her own breathing quickening as she watched.

Ninaies closed her eyes, her free hand tangling in my hair as I used my tongue to bring her pleasure. The connection we had been waiting for finally happened; she felt the pleasure intensely, her body responding with involuntary movements. The sounds she made were sweet and tender, but there was also confusion in her—a mixture of wanting more but not knowing how to ask for it. She moved her body, trying to communicate, and I understood. She was close, and I wanted to take her all the way. As her pleasure built, her body tensed, and with a final, powerful wave, she reached her first orgasm with me. Rina held her in her arms, kissing her forehead and cheeks as Ninaies smiled through the afterglow.

"I’ll put it in," I whispered gently to Ninaies, who nodded in agreement.

I positioned myself, ready to enter Ninaies, while Rina stayed close, caressing her hair and offering comfort. Ninaies was calm, but I could see the anxiety in her eyes—this was her first time, and though she knew what was going to happen, there was still a hint of uncertainty. I held her hand, feeling her heart race under my touch. She was trying to contain her emotions, to stay composed, but she was nervous. I leaned in and kissed her, feeling her relax beneath my lips, her body easing into readiness.

I moved closer, opening her legs gently. As I positioned myself, Rina held one of Ninaies’ legs with her own, almost as if she didn’t want to let her go, yet also offering her to me. Was it fear of losing her dear friend, or excitement for her own turn? I couldn’t tell. But what I could feel was that Ninaies was ready. Her face was calm, but her body was inviting. I felt it with my tip—her warmth, her eagerness. I slid in easily, and she moaned softly at the sensation. The connection was immediate, our skin touching, our bodies melding. I continued to push in slowly, sensing her relaxation and enjoyment. Her body flowed like a river in a gentle rhythm, but her eyes told me something else—they were urging me to go deeper.

I wanted to give her what she wanted. Still in Rina’s arms, Ninaies held her hand tightly as I moved inside her. Both of them moaned, their connection so strong that it felt as if I were entering them both. The only difference was that while Ninaies had her eyes closed, Rina’s gaze was fully aware of the scene, watching intently as if she were observing a movie. Then she whispered, "Do it."

I understood. I wanted to, needed to. My body was asking for it, and so was Ninaies’. I pushed deeper, feeling her reach her limit, ready to experience a pleasure she hadn’t known before. Her body trembled with the intensity, and as I reached the peak, I felt my own climax building. I couldn’t hold back. With a final thrust, she cried out, her body shuddering as I released everything inside her. The connection was overwhelming, our pleasure intertwined, and as we both reached our limits, the world seemed to disappear in the darkened room.

Ninaies smiled gently at Rina, whispering, "It was better than I thought, even for my first time." Rina’s gaze, however, had changed. Her eyes were filled with a wild hunger, her ears and tail moving restlessly. She didn’t even bother to remove her clothes—she tore them off and opened her legs, her intentions clear. She wanted the same, and she was demanding it.

I moved closer to her, feeling the heat radiating from her body. Her breath was heavy, her scent intoxicating, a mixture of her own desire and the remnants of the passion I had just shared with Ninaies. Her body was hot, burning with need, and I couldn’t resist. She was too tempting. I kissed her, feeling the urgency in her lips, her heartbeat as strong and wild as Ninaies’. It reminded me that Rina was a demi-human, with a wildness that attracted some humans to them. Her body was like a divine sculpture, crafted to draw in those around her. Her enormous breasts, filled with the dreams and desires of humanity, and her wide hips seemed to call to me, to my desire. The thought crossed my mind that perhaps my eagerness to take her had influenced Ninaies as well, who lay next to us, still catching her breath but watching with a satisfied smile.

I held Rina’s hand as we kissed again. Her mouth was sweet, but I could also taste the lingering flavor of Ninaies on her lips. The heat from her body was overwhelming, and she couldn’t wait any longer. She took my head in her hands and guided me, almost forcing me, to her most intimate spot. She wanted the same, to be tasted and pleasured.

Rina was less patient than Ninaies. As soon as I began to lick her, she guided me with her hands, showing me exactly where she wanted to be touched. She was demanding, but I didn’t mind. It was exciting to see her ask so directly for pleasure.

Her moans grew louder, her body trembling with anticipation. She was close, on the verge of her first orgasm, her excitement evident in every shudder. Her body shook as she neared the edge, unable to control the surge of pleasure. When she finally reached her climax, she let out a cry of pure ecstasy, her body shaking violently as she came undone.

"Aido, please… put it in. I want to feel you inside me," she pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation.

"It’s not like I can deny you, but you need to relax. I’ll go slowly, don’t worry," I replied, trying to calm her.

"Please, just do it. I can’t wait any longer."

"Alright."

I positioned myself at her entrance, feeling how wet and ready she was. She wanted it, all of it, and I was eager to give it to her. I pushed in, and she moaned as I entered her, her body welcoming me eagerly. I kept pushing, feeling her pleasure rise with each movement. She was in heaven, and so was I. I pushed deeper until I was fully inside her, feeling the intense connection between us.

At the peak of that battle between bodies, Rina spread her legs, releasing a flood of warmth like a fountain, soaking the sheets. Her body collapsed over mine, her heartbeat echoing against my chest. I could feel her breath, smell her intoxicating scent, as she continued to move her hips, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. With Nina's gentle care, Rina managed to stand, but before I could even move, Nina was already descending toward me, her face mirroring the same intense desire I had seen in Rina’s. Both of them had clearly been holding back, but now that restraint was slipping away. I recognized that look—it was the same one that had once freed their deepest desires from the hold of sanity.

Nina guided me to her, while Rina positioned herself over my face. This scene was not new to me; it was a familiar rhythm, one that echoed the passionate demands of Alidia and Luyira, seeking pleasure at the same time.

But before I could act, Nina began to kiss and suck on my chest, while Rina caressed my hair. This time, however, there was a difference—they were more relaxed, more gentle. Yet, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist them for long. I could feel the desire radiating from them, just as I felt it welling up within me. The intensity of our connection was palpable, our bodies bursting with shared need. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed off the walls, accompanied by the moans of both girls, breaking the stillness of the night.

Feeling mischievous, I reached out to Rina's tail, which had been enticing me with its movements. I played with it in a sensual rhythm, causing her to moan deeply, her tongue lolling out as she held my head close to her. The bed beneath us, sturdy like stone, endured our movements, but it groaned with the sounds of wood straining to remain intact.

In that moment, Nina lifted her head, and Rina shifted her body. Their eyes met, and they moved closer, their lips finding each other in a kiss that was filled with passion, love, desire, and raw need. Their tongues danced together, just as their bodies did, in perfect harmony. They were dancing for me, with me, and together, their souls entwined in this moment of pure intimacy.

"Aido, Aido, Aido," they chanted, almost screaming my name to the wind, as they neared their climax. Their voices filled the room, mingling with mine as I echoed their names in return, "Rina, Nina, Rina, Nina," the desire and lust bursting from our bodies like a powerful explosion of pleasure. As the last flickering light of the candles extinguished, the world seemed to dissolve into darkness, and together, we finally succumbed to sleep, completely spent and satisfied.

The muffled sounds from the adjacent room filtered through the thin walls, the voices too low for most to hear clearly but unmistakable in their intimacy. For some time now, the occupants of the neighboring room had been aware, their curiosity piqued as they eavesdropped on the activities next door.

Chimara leaned back in her chair, a wry smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she listened to the soft murmurs. “Is this usual for them?” she asked, her voice a deep rumble of amusement.

Jessica, seated across from him, chuckled softly. “It’s been odd since Mary’s first time with them. I thought they were just a strange trio, but it turns out they’re a bit more… eccentric than I expected. Arthur’s watching the kids, otherwise, they’d be here too.”

Leonidas, lounging near the window, grinned as he shook his head. “Well, the room next door is big enough for what they’re doing. And I can hear other couples too, getting up to similar things. It’s amazing how quickly everyone’s adapted to these jobs and lifestyles. We’ve got to keep the tribe strong and healthy, though. If not, this place will be crawling with little ones before long, sharing sheets and releasing their passion, converting this zone in a breeding one.”

As they continued their conversation, the tone shifted between teasing banter and genuine reflection. Meanwhile, four young women were pressed against the wall, ears straining to catch every word from the other side.

Alidia, her eyes half-lidded with a mix of pride and nostalgia, smiled faintly. “Aido’s always so gentle and careful with first times. I’m proud of him. But those girls… they acted just like us.”

Luyira giggled, her voice barely a whisper. “Heh, they really are part of this family now.”

Mary, resting her head against the wall, mused aloud, “Do you think Aido somehow unlocks our hidden desires? Makes us… more open, more daring?”

Frenia’s laugh was soft but full of knowing. “Hahaha, the ‘All-Knowing Destroyer’ would probably say something cryptic like, ‘He’s special; he has that effect on us all.’ But honestly, I’m about to do the same with David and Ulices. Everything seems fine next door, so I’ll be heading out. Just be careful when you go in there, don’t wake the beast.” She winked as she moved away from the wall, her tone half-joking, half-serious.

"I, too, must depart for the sake of reconnaissance. It may feel intrusive to invade someone's personal space, but remember Frenia's words - he is indeed special, as are all of you lovely ladies. Sleep well," Jessica, the sole Royal in their midst, offered her farewells before quietly slipping away from the group.

Leonidas sighed, leaning back as he ran a hand through his graying hair. “Feels like Arthur gave me more of a chaperone job than that of a guardian.”

Chimara’s expression softened as she glanced at her husband. “Be honest, Leo. You were worried about your daughter’s first time, weren’t you? I was too. It’s not easy to watch them grow up. But it’s different now that they’ve got the freedom to choose. You understand, right, old fur? And that’s why we care so much.”

Mary, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly perked up. “Oh, by the way, I have some news. After observing the other demi-humans, it’s clear they face the same challenges as Nobles and Hunters when it comes to conceiving. It’s possible to help, but I’ll need some practice to pinpoint the exact reason.”

Chimara’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “You’re kidding, right? I’m too old for that.”

Leonidas laughed, shaking his head. “Old? My dear Chimara, you’re a ‘peachy peach,’ as they say, and we’re not even over forty.”

Mary smiled wistfully. “Age is relative. I’m centuries old, and Frenia’s been trying for centuries too. We thought it was impossible for Retter Messiah to get pregnant, but here I am—expecting. I can feel her, growing inside me. And it’s wonderful, truly. Her father, the savior… the reincarnation of the one who gave us this world.”

Leonidas’ gaze turned contemplative. “The savior… he gave the world to humans alone? My people always wondered about that.”

Mary nodded, her expression tinged with sadness. “It was long before my time, but I’ve heard the stories. The discrimination demi-humans suffered at the hands of humans was horrendous. In the early days, anything resembling an animal was seen as a monster. It led to terrible conflicts over resources and survival. The hatred was mutual, and the violence was unspeakable.”

Leonidas looked away, his face troubled. “That… sounds awful. For both sides.”

Mary sighed, her voice softening. “It was. But after the first Titan was defeated, things started to change. Humans began gathering in cities, rediscovering old teachings. Civilization slowly returned, and with it, a semblance of peace. But for demi-humans, it marked the beginning of an age of hardship, where they were forced to steal or worse just to survive.”

Chimara nodded slowly. “Arthur’s told us about the slavery thing. We’ve been paying for the sins of the past, it seems. But I’m glad things are changing now.”

Luyira, growing bored with the conversation, tugged on her mother’s sleeve. “You guys are boring. Can we go sleep with Aido? Mommy, let’s go.”

Alidia smiled, her voice taking on a dreamy tone. “I’m sorry, but my body is calling me to him. You three can stay here; I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Leonidas watched them go, shaking his head with a rueful smile. “Looks like Aido’s got himself a little army of concubines. I’m fine with it, a strong and great man like him would not treat shortly my Ninaies. Still, I can’t believe my daughter’s going to be a mother in a future.”

Chimara nudged him gently. "Don't be silly. We've been parents to her since we found her. We just aren't as affectionate as the others. I hope our grandchildren inherit her spirit. At least she has our hair, and it's possible we can tell the truth - she is our child even though we didn't give birth to her."

Mary stretched, letting out a contented sigh. “Sorry, everyone, but I need to go too. My body’s calling me back to my husband. Aido has that effect on us, doesn’t he? We can continue this conversation later.”

One by one, the women slipped away, moving silently to the room where Aido, Ninaies, and Rina were now asleep. The night had quieted, and the six of them lay together, wrapped in a tangle of limbs and warmth, their breaths even and soft as they found peace in each other’s presence.

Leonidas and Chimara remained in the other room, the silence between them filled with a quiet understanding. They didn’t need words to express the love they shared, the connection that had weathered the years. As they settled into bed, their arms around each other, the hum of their voices mingled into a lullaby that soothed the air, carrying a sense of comfort to all who heard it within the quiet walls of the hotel.