Chapter 24: Three-Pronged Assault

“Kiyaaa!” Lexi yelled, leaping down the last few steps of the staircase and running towards the two goblins spitroasting the teenage Hilda.

“For the honor of the Abbey of the Fist!” boomed Samantha’s voice behind Lexi. The monk jumped from the top of the staircase, executing a perfect mid-air flip, only to land soundlessly into a crouch from which she immediately sprang — bolting towards the pair of goblins ravishing Lady Eschenbach’s pussy and ass.

Gretel, in distinction from the two fighters, walked calmly down the steps, eyes locked on the two attendants beside the goblin priestess-queen. She would have loved to take a shot at her, but with Hans buried between her thighs, there was no way to think about doing that safely. Seeing the voluptuous young pink haired mage seemingly alone and undefended, both of the acolytes dropped their leashes and started jogging towards Gretel, erect cocks bobbing with each step. The fools had not even bothered to grab the weapons they had lain casually at beside the throne.

“Magic Missile!”

Three electric blue bolts of magical energy shot forth from the tip of Gretel’s staff, one after the other in rapid succession. All three of the magic missiles struck the right-hand goblin, directly in his thin green chest. With each bolt, the magical shockwaves rippled throughout his entire body, rupturing internal organs and causing severe hemorrhaging. By the time the third bolt struck home, thin streams of blood leaked from the goblin’s ears and nose. With a final shudder, the bleeding creature fell forward, dead on its feet. The dead goblin’s compatriot scarcely realized what had happened to his slain comrade before the curvy mage cast her final spell.

“Etheric Bonds!”

The second goblin had been far too close for Gretel to risk casting another Magic Missile. However, he was perfectly within range of the Etheric Bonds. This meant that she would have to get her hands dirtier than a mage normally would, but Gretel did not care. Her blood was up, and she was dead set on holding her own in this melee, and not letting Lexi and Samantha down. As soon as the words of power left her lips, bands of golden light wrapped themselves tightly around the arms and torso of Gretel’s remaining goblin.

The shock of being instantly ensnared in such magical bondage cause the goblin to trip over his feet, his small body tumbling nastily into the stone floor, shredding his knees and one side of his face. These wounds, however, would be the least of the goblin’s worries. With a piercing cry, the mage drew a dagger from her belt — one of the same daggers that another goblin had used to pierce her wrist while he ravaged her pussy only yesterday.

“Guhhh!” the goblin yelled in shock, as the feral mage leapt atop him, her eyes ablaze with the fires of vengeance.

“Let’s see how you like it!” she yelled in the creature’s terrified face. With a fury Lexi would never have ascribed to the mage, Gretel drove the blade into the goblin’s guts over and over again, yelling obscenities and hurling curses at the creature the whole time. When the child sized green corpse beneath her curvy thighs finally stopped twitching and screaming, the mage looked down to see that she was covered in a coating of blood and gore, where the goblin’s guts had ruptured and sprayed out their contents all over her arms and chest.

While Gretel had been preparing her Magic Missile, Samantha reached the pair of goblins double penetrating the chubby matron of the Eschenbach family. Shocked did not even begin to describe the abject terror and panic which overwhelmed the childlike creatures when the towering monk, every inch of her exposed bronze skin rippling with striated muscle, came up from her crouching run right in front of them.

Before the goblin who was, at the time, balls deep in Lady Eschenbach’s cunt had time to even pull out to face Samantha, she thrust one end of her iron staff directly into the middle of his face, which had whipped around to stare stupidly at the tremendous woman. Such was the power from Samantha’s blow that the staff did not so much strike his head, but rather it went through both side of his skull — in the forehead and out the back — splitting his head open like an overripe melon. The goblin’s corpse fell backwards, his cock popping out of the older woman’s hairy pussy, spurts of cum autonomically ejaculating from the thick green member as he fell, showering down on the goblin’s ruined head.

The second goblin, seeing the fate of his kinsman, had the presence of mind to at least pull out of Lady Eschenbach’s ass, and try to fight the enormous muscled monk. Standing up on the woman’s vast ass, the goblin whipped out a small knife concealed in his jerkin, and leaped off, hoping to sink the blade into the monk’s exposed flesh. With no room for the acrobatic maneuvers that Samantha most enjoyed, she opted for a more compact technique which yielded equally brutal results. Rather than dodging the goblin’s leap, she executed a quickstep towards the creature, dropping down into a low stance and snapping the point of her elbow up at the last moment, catching the flying goblin directly under the chin.

The goblin crumpled in mid-air, falling to the floor in a heap of blood and missing teeth, hands clamped tightly over the wreckage of its mouth, babbling horribly in the guttural language of his race. It was only then that Samantha really got a good look at the creature’s eyes. Seeing the pitiless depths of depravity at the cores of those eyes, any compassion she might have begun to feel evaporated as quickly as water in the desert at noon.

“You will die now,” she said calmly.

And, before the goblin could react, she pinned him to the ground with the butt of her staff, grinding the rounded iron tip into his solar plexus with agonizing slowness. The goblin thrashed and screamed as the staff first broke through the bone, and then pressed its way inevitably through the soft flesh underneath, until it finally reached his spine. Samantha’s enormous corded muscles bulged and tensed as she crushed the goblin’s spine, bringing its life to an end both final and eminently grizzly.

“And now,” the monk whispered icily to the bloody corpse impaled on her iron staff, “you have tasted the Abbey of the Fist’s mighty vengeance.”

At the same time that Gretel and Samantha were preparing to engage their respective goblins, Lexi was charging ferociously towards the pair that was spitroasting poor Hilda. The paladin roared her battle cry, running full speed with her broadsword held in a ready-position over her shoulder. She was the first of the three members of her party to reach her prey, and the futanari paladin initiated the righteous bloodbath by cleanly decapitating the goblin who was in the process of ramming his cock down the poor girl’s throat.

Your Attack Hit!

-12 HP (0/10)

A geyser of blood erupted from the pint-sized corpse, showering down on the teenage girl, coating her in a rain of bright red blood. To make matters worse for the poor Hilda, this goblin had also been close enough to orgasm, that his body’s reflexes kicked in as Lexi severed his neck. Thick ropes of hot cum, the last his green balls would ever produce, shot out from the cock still lodged deep in the girl’s throat, filling her belly with gooey goblin seed while his severed neck drenched her back and hair with its gory discharge.

The other goblin who had been pounding the girl’s pussy managed to pop his cock free and grab a black bladed scimitar that lay by his feet. He thought to come in fast and hamstring the paladin with a quick slash to the backs of her knees, but Lexi was able to get her enormous broadsword in position to block the sneak attack just in time.

“Not today, motherfucker!” she yelled, with a wild-eyed grin splitting her face.

The two combatants exchanged several more blows until Lexi gained the upper hand, delivering a crushing overhead strike that the goblin tried to parry, but did not have the strength to execute. Instead, both Lexi’s broadsword as well as the back edge of his own scimitar dug deep into the top of his shoulder, sinking into the flesh and bone, drawing a small river of blood that trickled down to the stone floor. Without the use of his sword arm, the goblin had no means of defending against the blow Lexi struck after that. Another overhead strike cleaved the creatures head in two, spraying blood and leaking slimy gray brain matter all over the place.

Your Attack Hit!

-13 HP (0/10)

Lexi surveyed the room as she tugged her sword free from the goblin’s spinal column, which actually proved rather difficult, given the strength of her final blow. Towards the bottom of the staircase, she saw Gretel busily gutting a magically bound goblin while the charred corpse of another lay a few feet away. And, on the far side opposite her, Samantha was just then cracking the spine of her second goblin, whose partner’s head was as equally ruined as the goblin Lexi had just dispatched.

Six fuckers down in no time flat!

It also appeared that both Lady Eschenbach and her daughter, Hilda, were alive and unharmed — not counting the brutal rapes which the adventurers had interrupted. This left only one remaining hostage, Hans, and the goblin priestess. The futanari paladin turned her gaze up to the throne’s pedestal, setting her sights on this final foe. To her dismay, Lexi saw that during the intervening action, the boy was no longer being forced to eat the loli priestess’ pussy, but had been thrown on his back atop the pedestal, and was being ridden by the small goblin, who held the black blade of a curved dagger to his throat.

The scene looked so wrong to Lexi, given the tiny size and stature of the goblin priestess — like the young man was being somehow raped by a murderous little girl. But, this was no child. If the incredibly adult way that the goblin ground her hips on the boy’s cock was not indication enough, like her male counterparts, the look of pure and unadulterated evil that filled her eyes dispelled any illusions the paladin might harbor about mistaking this monster for a child.

“Leegi Piitsad!”

As the goblin priestess spoke the words of power, two long whip-like jets of black flame issued forth from her, one in each hand. Laughing maniacally, small pointed teeth glistening in the torchlight, the goblin cracked both of the magical whips — not once ceasing the slow grind of her hips on the erect cock of the boy beneath her diminutive frame. The tongue of black flame on the left-hand side of the room wrapped itself tightly around the exposed bronze muscle of Samantha’s thigh, searing the flesh as noisily as a steak slapped onto a hot griddle.

“Gahhh!” the monk cried out in pain, gritting her teeth against the intense burning sensation imparted by the weapon’s living fire.

As the monk struggling to untangle her leg from the flaming coil, burning her hands in the process, the second whip arced towards Lexi. The paladin only just brought her broadsword up in time to parry the strike. Although, the block was only partially effective. The whip’s flaming tongue curved around the sword’s blade, slapping the futanari hard across the cheek, leaving a long line of singed flesh in its wake.

“Fuck!” Lexi yelled, shocked by the intense heat of the magical whip, which had burned clear through the skin and muscle of her cheek, leaving a cleanly cauterized gash exposing the bright white bone beneath.

You’ve Been Hit!

-5 HP (20/25)

With the monk still struggled to free herself from the continual burn of the whip’s flame as it sizzled slowly into the thick muscles of her thigh, the goblin priestess launched a third strike at Gretel, hoping to neutralize the entire party with one spell. The black flame’s tongue cracked against the mage’s chest, knocking the girl off her feet and leaving a line of charred flesh across her collarbone and bust.

This is getting really fucking bad, REALLY quick.

Knowing that the party’s only chance was to neutralize the priestess before she could do any more damage, Lexi sprinted towards the throne’s pedestal. With one final heroic leap, the paladin vaulted up the pedestal’s steps, and plunged her sword directly into and through the goblin priestess’ chest. The blade’s tip exited her back with a geyser of blood following in its wake.

“Hyughhh,” the priestess gurgled, red bubbles of blood popping on her darkly stained lips.

Though she was clearly fading fast, a malevolent fire remained lit within the loli goblin’s eyes. Faster than Lexi could even follow, the priestess slashd out with her small curved knife, and deftly slit the boy’s throat from ear to ear. And at the same time, with a final shuddering thrust of her hips against his, she milked poor Hans’ dying cock to completion — the boy’s final utterance being the gurgled gasps of orgasm as his cock pumped its load of cum deep within the priestess’ slick folds.

“You motherfucking greenskin bitch!” Lexi yelled, enraged beyond belief.

With a mighty heave, the paladin lifted the child-sized goblin up in the air with the blade of the sword on which she was still impaled. The dying boy’s cock popped out of the priestess’ cunt as Lexi lifted her up, dripping large stringy dollops of white cum from her glistening pussy lips — cum which was soon intermingled with the brilliantly red blood which flowed freely from the goblin’s enormous chest wound. And still, that malicious gleam never left the priestess’ eyes, and with her dying breath, she spoke one final incantation, gurgling out the words through thick bubbles of bloody mucus.

“Igavese Iha Needus!”

As the light finally left the goblin’s eyes, Lexi felt another searing pain, as her flesh sizzled and burned. Although, this time the pain was not caused by any flaming whip. Instead, the paladin saw a flaming sigil float down from the dying priestess’ outstretched finger. It landed on Lexi’s tabard, and burned completely through the fabric, branding itself into the soft wite flesh of her lower abdomen.

“Fuck!” the paladin cried out, slinging the dead goblin to the ground beside the throne’s platform. But then, Lexi saw in her peripheral vision, a popup message that she had never seen before — and it was one that filled her with a sense of dread.

Curse Name

Cursed Victim(s)

Status

Duration

Igavese Iha Needus

Alexia “Lexi” Moore

Active

Permanent