A while later. It mattered little to her, as the only thing more shattered than the elf-army was Riana's will, now bound to the mistress of the pyramid. A daring group of elf-scouts had attempted a round two at what she had failed at, destroying her mistress.. what an alien thought.
The ancient armor wearing and gold-painted slave-warrior of the queen readied her khopesh-blades. She would slaughter anyone daring to question her mistress without hesitation and with the sexual fulfillment that only committment to her duty and a true mistress could bring. She'd been easily trained and broken in but a few days, reprogrammed, so to say, from what master had granted her, more brutally, but also more throughoutly, an instrument of war, and the occasional carnal enjoyment of the perverted pharaoh. It mattered not, she only, ever yearned to serve. And after she dispatched of these filthy intruders, perhaps the most worthy would join her mistress training halls, and join her side as undead guardians of the pharaoh....
-lewd end-!
~~~~~Cautious approach~~~
Riana accepted the mission to defeat the undead minion with stoic determination. Her loins were churning with heat, her breasts heavy and her nipples achingly hard with desire but lately she always felt that way during times of great adventure. Certainly this was no different yet the depth of her Heat worried the corrupted paladin of the elves. Yet this was the last hurdle, the final battle after which she could take her well earned reward at the side of the King of the Elves.
Yes. She definitly wanted the king of the elves, not a demonic master. She would not risk running into any traps recklessly. Step by step, she pushed through, silently cutting down lesser undead, until she met with the twisted, if beautiful, pharaonic creature within the heart of the pyramid. Dark hair, slightly tanned skin only barely hidden in bandages, her body in pristine condition, although clearly maintained by necromantic energies, Riana could feel the womans power...
And her own.
Both she and Gwin following her had been tired by the pyramids guardians. She could do this, could defeat the vile creature before her, but the undead thing that was the lynchpin of the undead armies power held unnatural grace and danger. How could Riana approach this fight best, how would she..
A whispering in her mind. Her true Master, the sword. There was an easy way to do this. Follow the years of training and teaching and give in. Let him take control and deal with what this little elf-maiden struggled with..
No.. No she could do this, she could call upon the unholy might of the sword without being swallowed whole, she had pepared for this... right?
(there are three endings here. Giving into the sword, resisting the sword and succeeding, and resisting the sword, trying to, but failing due to your corruption stat throughout the game being too high. up to you which part you want to do first, just mark it down
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