Chapter 468: The Pits

Chapter 468: The Pits

“My Goddess!!” Bob suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.Ñ00v€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.

“Oh, goodie, he’s awake again,” Felicia said with annoyed resignation to the repeating cycle. “Listen up, traitorous, love-struck, delusional bastard, either you shut up or you go to sleep again.”

“But our babies!!” Bob thrashed in the mud and shit as he tried to understand what was happening and why his cock was not inside his Goddess. “Where is my Goddess!? Did she already deliver our first children!? Then I must put more inside her! Even a hundred is not enough! I will keep pumping her womb until she gives birth to a whole legion! An army! We will bring forth an army to cleanse this world of demons and rule together as husband and wife—”

THWACK!

A burly naked man slammed Bob’s head against a stone wall and Bob slumped back down into the cesspool he awoke in.

Felicia thought through possible means of escape for some time. Not like there was anything else to do. Even if she did get all the nearby guards into view and wiped them out in a single move, (which already was unlikely) the metal bars were thick enough to delay her escape long enough for backup to arrive and shoot them all like fish in a barrel.

And of Felicia’s former fire mages, she was left with the two weakest ones and a third one gone completely mad. All that they’d accomplish is pouring hot metal on their heads just in time for more guards to arrive and finish the job.

No, Felicia comforted herself with fantasies of the many ways that every single one of that whore-slut-captain’s Purple Capes would suffer after she was freed. Death would be too good for you lot, Felicia thought and managed a smile.

I’ll personally make you drink your fill of the shit you dropped me into! Felicia continued to fantasize. As for that cunt, Flavna... Maybe I’ll introduce her to Odo Proudcock? He’s probably the only man alive with a cock longer than that stick up her ass. Clearly, that blue-haired boyfriend of hers has no cock or skill to speak of that she ended up so addicted to fucking her ass with a broomstick every night that she no longer even bothers to pull it out!

“Hey, dead men walking!” Felicia called out to the guards up above. “I have here literal proof of the vile magics that caused the entire massacre! Are you sure your heads will be spared for ignoring this and keeping us locked up instead of hunting down the real criminal?”

“The ‘real criminal’ you say?” a female voice answered Felicia. “Do tell!”