The Lamias, not exactly known to be spies, and yet setting up a tent near the new hero's party, they lurked around to gather intel about their enemies.
All they had to do, all they were ordered to do was check on the scourge that had been clearing a straight path into their territory, but instead of just taking a quick look, the twin sister lamias decided to go the extra mile and keep an eye on the party for at least a full day.
It would give them insight into their plans, their movement, and perhaps even the abilities they garnered, however to their surprise, none of them even left the tent as they'd grown far too tired from the meeting with Athenia. Had they carried any strategic sense, this would've been the best time to strike the enemy in their sleep, yet their angsty fingers on the plans were making things difficult.
Huddled up inside their camps, Phos yawned from a lack of activities. Her shapeshifting feet rhythmically stomping on her slave's cock, she had him on his knees kissing every inch of her legs despite the immense pain he was in.
"Entertain me, Enos," she demanded, stretching her arms inside the gloomy dark cave.
The female warrior had already set the place with any luxury they could fit inside, and yet the lack of a mirror was boring Phos beyond reason. Making her slave clean off her feet with his tongue helped her contain herself a little, but somehow even that wasn't enough. She wanted something more interesting, something that would make her tits perk up.
And the only thing she could think of was capturing the group they were spying on and torturing them until their mouths bled from their screams.
'Why can't we just do that?' She wondered, watching as Enos glanced up into her eyes and parted his lips to praise her as usual.
"I hope you like punches for dinner," whispered Aria's clones who'd taken the form of insects so far but were now standing behind the Lamia with the appearance of their master. Before the sister or their slaves had time to even process what she'd said, a punch to the spine sent them flying to the wall.
"UGHHHH! IT HURSTTSSS!" Screamed Maine and her sister screamed the same. The slaves on the other hand had fallen unconscious the moment their bodies crashed against the walls.
Despite the immense pain shooting through their bodies, the sisters tried to get back up on their feet, but with their spine shattered in different places, their mind was gripped with mind-shattering hurt. The pain from the shattered spine was so intense that it only took a few moments before both the Lamia princesses fell completely unconscious.
"Seems like our task is done," said one of the clones, moments before getting punched into oblivion.
The other simply disappearing like glitter through air, trailed back over to Aria who was still standing outside the cave with Raven and the others. Having sent a living creature made of dark muscle fibers from his own body, Raven could see through the creature's eye through his own mana-fused eye.
He'd seen what had happened firsthand, just as Aria now recalled what had taken place since the essence of her clone had rejoined with her.
"Trying to set up an ambush after we cleared the corrupted forest, what the hell were these poor bastards thinking," glancing down to her feet at a pile of Lamia corpses, Aria kicked them lightly.
"Probably not thinking at all, their operation reeks of inexperience," wriggling around with their scales shedding all over and their tails leaving marks on the ground, it wasn't hard to figure out that something was off for Raven, especially after having to hunt horrors that left no physical traces or had a corporeal form. "Anyways, time to meet these girls."
Walking inside the cave with everyone but Amedith as he'd hurled himself up in his tent, Raven led the party inside to confront the Lamia sisters.