Chapter 16 - What Goes Around 2

When the party reached the halfway point. they saw something that looked like a human body surrounded by five harpies in the middle of the road. the party also heard something different, they heard a harpy moan sensually."Huu...ha..huu!" Martin screamed in guttural and incomprehensible language as he pointed an accusing finger at the group of unearthly creatures blocking the path ahead. The party collectively gasped in terror, their eyes widening with disbelief as they stared at the writhing mass. What could have made the mute scream like that?Martin was in the front caravan along with Kazama, Captain Willem, and Corporal Knightly.Corporal Knightly saw Captain Willem raise his hand and then clenched his fist."Halt!" Corporal Knightly yelled followed by the recon knights relaying his command to the back.The caravan stopped just a stone's throw from the harpies grouping in the middle of the path in front of them. The harpies seemed like they didn't bother with the rescue party presence near them.Corporal Knightly turned to the back of the caravan and commanded, "Marcus, Ethan, go check that, the rest of you stay with the caravan."Marcus and Ethan stepped forward. They walked slowly toward the harpies grouping.The air was heavy with tension as Marcus and Ethan stood frozen, their eyes fixated on the lifeless feet protruding from the cluster of harpies. Marcus, his voice filled with disbelief, broke the silence."Is that..the burly prisoner? The one who opts off?" Ethan, his brows furrowed in consternation, nodded grimly. "Looks like it. Seems like his exit attempt didn't end well."The burly prisoner's corpse was lying in his puddle of blood, disemboweled, His intestines were exposed. The harpies were yanking and pulling his intestines. One of the harpy slunk away from the bloody corpse, its naked body void of any feathers. Its features contorted into a shuddering moan, releasing a sound that was both seductive and sinister.it looks like the naked harpy made it to mate with the burly prisoner before they disemboweled him and ate his innards while he was still alive.A mixture of fear and guilt washed over Marcus as he whispered, "We should have stopped him. Maybe he would still be alive."Ethan's voice carried a hint of resignation. "There was no way we could have predicted this. Survival out here is a gamble, and sometimes the odds are against us."They exchanged a somber glance, both aware of the harsh reality they faced in this unforgiving realm. The sight of the harpies tearing into their fallen comrade served as a chilling reminder of the dangers that lurked within the mountain range.Aden was able to take a look at each one of the harpies, and he was instantly awestruck. Winged creatures in human female shape with feathered wings instead of arms and razor-sharp talons for feet. He had never seen anything like it before and could not take his eyes off them.They were all so utterly captivating, one even more stunning than the others. Their beautiful hair cascaded behind them like a waterfall in the windy mountains, the front hair was parted into sections, twisted, and fastened to the back of their heads, preventing it from obstructing their view when they were airborne.Their bodies are slender and toned, fine ass with a narrow waist accentuating their curves. They have pert breasts, with delicate feathers adorning their nipples and private areas. Aden felt as if he could stare at them forever, lost in admiration of their loveliness.This was the first time Aden saw the sirens of the sky when all of his life he only heard stories about them. Their beauty was truly beyond compare.The party observed the harpies from a safe distance until they noticed something more sinister - the burly prisoner was still alive, though teetering on the brink of death. He made a feeble attempt to move, his mottled and emaciated limbs quavering with fear. His eyes were sunken and hollow, gazing upon them with a hopeless plea for escape. The darkness seemed to crawl across his pale skin as he lay there helplessly, trying every second to cling desperately to life before it faded away into nothingness.Two of the smuggler volunteers, Marcus and Ethan run after the harpies with swords at hand. The harpies look at the two of the prisoners with their mouths and faces still covered by fresh blood from the burly prisoner.The harpies giggled and flew away, two of them dragging the burly prisoner's innards with bits of their meal still in their mouths. The other two carried a naked harpy off in their claws, snickering menacingly at the horrified party as they ascended higher and higher into the sky. As they vanished from sight, blood-red streaks trailed behind them from where intestines hung from their mouths like gruesome tattered ropes.as the two smugglers reach the burly prisoner, he has already drawn his last breath. Despite his soul departing his body, his manhood remained erect. Bewildered the entire rescue party."It appears the harpies have captured him and brought him here, intended to breed with him and then feast on his flesh," Captain Willem deduced."They don't even consider killing him first before they eat him." Corporal Knightly added.The old man Jed and Oliver also came closer to inspect the lifeless prisoner."harpies love to toy with their prey." said Jed the old man in a cold manner, "Before they torture and mate with the half-dead prey.""That's a horrible way to go," Victor commented."But look at his dick," Oliver pointed with his finger. "He already died but his dick is still hard.""That's the gift from the harpies, boy." Old man Jed explained to the boy."The moment you dip your dick in the harpy's pussy, your cock will be hard and your stamina will last long to mate with multiple harpies." The pervy engineer explained, "The effect is almost permanent and only wears off after so many years.""That would be useful," Said Victor. "I would love to have that perk, women would stand in line begging me to plow them endlessly with my tireless dick.""Even Lady Light would spread her leg wishing me to fill her with my love juice." Victor teased Phil."Hey, watch your mouth." Phil protested."Only if you survive getting yanked and eaten alive by the harpies." Old man Jed."Look at this, they only eat his innards," Ser Gareth pointed his spear at the disemboweled Ugly Don."Harpies are picky eaters." said the Old Man casually.Captain Willem looked at the Ugly Don's severed dead body and said softly, "As you can see, freedom can come at a high cost.""But together," he continued, "you will find redemption. The harpies won't show mercy to those who wander alone. Fight for a cause greater than yourselves and we shall walk out of this alive.""Now push on, lads!" bellowed the captain, his voice cutting through the somber pall that hung in the air. "There is no time to mourn or bury the dead."His steely gaze swept over the company, unflinching even as it passed over the crumpled form at their feet. "There will be plenty more of him for what comes next," he added in a grim tone.A few faces paled at the captain's foreboding words, but none dared give voice to their doubts. With a collective inward steadying of nerves, the party pressed onwards at a dogged pace.Marcus and Ethan moved to flank the burly prisoner's body, hooking calloused hands under his armpits and dragging him unceremoniously off the road. Aden followed, tenderly draping a simple cloth over the man's bloodied face in what small show of respect he could offer.They left him there, laid unceremoniously by the roadside like so much discarded baggage. As much as it grieved them, there was no time for proper burial rites or lamentations. The harpies and worse could return at any moment.Riding in front of the caravan, the captain smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as if he were glad that Ugly Don had met his gruesome end.The burly man was known to be the associate of the black widow horror that had haunted Lyondyn, a death sentence for many unspoken crimes he had committed in the capital city. With no death sentence in the Wessen continent due to the New Way reformation in the Church of Aione, the captain seemed to believe that if a man couldn't take another man's life, others should do the job for him.⁕⁕⁕