The dungeon seemed to be a modern style, with zombie-type enemies.
Raven and Lilith didn't waste time as her silvery black daggers were held in a reverse grip, her body fluttering around with the burst of pink blossoms.
Now able to continuously cast it several times, as she held several pots of white cream extracted from her tail's lips, she would never tell Raven that she tried to pleasure herself with the tip of her tail in secret!
"Why did you try to use my tail for your personal needs?" She giggled out loud when they came across zombies. His huge axe lowered to his hips, preparing to cleave their heads; these zombies were about average height, so their head was just below Raven's chest.
His hulking muscles tightened from the heavy weight of his axe, stepping forward with a vorpal cleave, tearing through the air as the zombies were more than just beheaded; their entire upper body exploded into blood mist.
