Power of Creation - Volume 3 - Chapter 10

You desperately race out into the streets of Riun. As you had predicted there is still much debauchery going on. Men and women are canoodling in just about every corner of every alley. You search desperately with your magic, your vision whirling until you are dizzy. Where did you put that stupid inn again? You’d rip it apart.

You’d murder every single bastard in that inn.

Perhaps, if you were thinking rationally, you would have found her far more quickly, but at that moment, the only thing you can imagine is your poor, diluted, innocent Ariel being tricked and ravaged by a group of disgusting men! You should have put all of the women in collars! Ariel is the worst of the offenders. You love her dearly but she has no limits or restraints. With you, she is completely uninhibited.

Add alcohol, and she might be spreading her legs open for every guy in town. You had turned her into the perfect sex toy, and just like all those dolls you had made, the second she gets the opportunity she’ll likely go down on an army of goblins. Why had you been so stupid?

Ah, you locked on! You dreaded the sight as the magic allowed you to peak in on her, fearing the absolute worst! Ariel was standing there… on a table… singing a song? Her clothing is still on, she is just standing on the table dancing and singing with the crowds. You tune into the music.

“I’ve got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty. I’ve got whozits and whatzits…”

You immediately mute out the song before you get sued by the only bigger D than your own. Besides, her gadgets and gizmos are not approved for all audiences. Instead, you notice that as soon as she finishes her drink, there is a shady-looking guy immediately handing her another which she starts drinking with fervor.

You listen in on his conversation with the bartender spoken in whispers out of Ariel’s earshot. “Hey, how many of these she already drinking?”

“Fifteen down. You did put the stuff in it, right?” “Of course! She’s had enough to kill a horse. When is this bitch going to pass out?”

“I don’t know, man. Give her a triple. If it don’t work we’ll hold her down instead.”

“Hey, man, we said we’d charge 5 gold for five minutes. The guys ain’t gonna pay if she’s kicking and screaming.”

The burning hot rage starts boiling inside of you. They are going to do what? These fucking bastards. You would have already burned Riun to the ground if you did not know these were part of the noncitizen groups. They weren’t even part of the non-reputable thief’s guild you wiped out. They were the con artists considered too sleazy for even them.

There is cheering and applause as Ariel gets down from the table and curtsies to all the men. Her face is completely red, yet she is showing no sign of slowing down.

“Hey, misses,” The nasty bartender calls out. “Ain’t you getting a little tired?”

“Huh? I’m good! I’ve got stamina!” “Oh, Lorde.” You mutter.

“Here, on the house.” He winks, sliding her another drink.

She takes and immediately downed the whole drink in a very un-princess-like matter. “Thanks!”

She gives the man a smile he doesn’t deserve. The bartender and the other men look at each other and shake their heads.

“Actually, misses, I’m heading up soon. Why don’t you join me? I have a present in my bedroom I’d like to give you.”

“Really!” Ariel’s eyes widen excitedly, “A present, what is it?”

“Ahaha,” The guy chuckles. “You’ll have to come up with me to see. Let’s go.”

He takes a step forward, holding his hand out to her. She looks at it considering for a second, but then she shakes her head innocently.

“Actually, I better not. Hero probably won’t like it.” “Ah, well, hero ain’t here, is he?”

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“Sorry! But thanks though!”

The man seems to reach the end of his patience. “Alright, that’s enough. I tried to make this easy. Come here, bitch. We’re going to take this party up top.”

He reaches forward and pulls the unsuspecting Ariel towards him, his hand landing on her ass and squeezing, attempting to use his body to intimidate and force the sweet unsuspecting Ariel to submit by being imposing.

Your vision turns white as hot burning rage sears through your soul. You’ve seen enough.