Out of the woods behind the men charged the satyr monster girls. They were another group of busty women who had pale skin and steel-gray hair with curling horns out of them. Their feet looked hoofed, but the rest of them was all women. Several of them had what I thought were cocks but quickly realized were dildos thrusting from their crotches.
The lead satyr slammed her horn into the back of a guy working his crossbow. He fell to the ground and spasmed. The others turned, struggling to aim weapons before they were charged and gored. In the water, the women screamed as the tentacles seized them.
"No!" I shouted, running as fast I could.
Lightning cracked behind me. I heard Lana's wings flapping. She had burst out of her clothing. Then the hum of Halia's blessed sword, the enchanted blade eager for the fight. Anger rippled through me.
This was why I was attacked. Because the other dungeon builders thought they could do whatever they wanted. This man who sent these monster girls was from my world. He probably thought there were no rules here for him to follow. That he could do whatever he wanted.
And now he was stealing women? Pig!
"STOP!" I roared as I neared the river on the opposite side.
The oozes ignored me. The satyrs chased off the defenders. The men fled back to the village, some stumbling after being gored. Others lay on the ground bleeding out. I gathered my magic, the words for the spell forming on my lips.
"Spark of lightning, crackle of electricity, let the wrath of Lord Enlil explode!"
The crackle of lightning shot from me and struck the first monster girl. Her gelatinous body couldn't withstand the fury of my spell. Lightning sizzled over her flesh. She melted like a marshmallow in the microwave and spread out across the river. The woman she held burst free and splashed through the water to safety.
"Get them!" I shouted and chose my next target.
Halia stared in shock at the dungeon builder. Leo had killed the monster girl grabbing the woman. She splashed to safety. Others were in danger. He was risking his own life against another dungeon builder's forces to protect.
It didn't make any sense to her, but the women were in danger. So she had no time to think.
Halia roared and leaped into the river. The water splashed around her. It wasn't deep here, coming up to her waist. She sloshed through it as another lightning spear, cast by Leo, slammed into an ooze. She melted away, too, freeing her victim. The other gelatinous monster girls had noticed the attack and dove beneath the water.
Halia froze. Overhead, Garnet and Lana soared while the adventurer shifted, the river stones wet beneath her feet. She stared at the water, looking for the oozes' movement. There were still four of those nasty things to cause problems.
This was a bad place to be. The washerwomen were escaping only to be stopped by the satyrs who had turned from chasing the men.
Halia moved across the water slowly towards them, tense for the attack. The oozes had all but blended in with the water. She felt like she was surrounded by them. They were moving in for the kill. She held her sword up, poised to strike at them.
The water on her right looked strange. Too thick. She thrust her blade down. The thickness darted away, vanishing from her sight. Halia swallowed. This was a mistake being in here. She had rushed wading into the river to help the other women.
A tentacle lashed about her foot. She gasped as it yanked hard. She vanished underwater.
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