The night was over, and far too much had happened. From Mel's submission towards Raven to Erika and the others aiding the mage in fucking the elf's brains out until it essentially melted out of her ears. However, as morning came and Asmodia let the priestess have full control of her body and mind again, she only barely remembered what had happened and the chaos she'd helped spread.
Even so, a smile took over her lips for her words about Mel choosing Raven over Amedith had finally come true. As for Aria the dark elf? She was drained out of her mind from squirting at the depraved sight, from the balls-deep thrusts to those aggressive treatments like a slave, she'd loved every bit of it, but that'd also led her to be extremely dehydrated. Left shrunken like a twig, she waddled behind the group like a zombie.
