“Gee, thanks” Liaena muttered as she wrinkled her nose, before a step closer to Serphia’s ridiculously sized butt as she readied her tweezers.

“….”

[i]“Why does she even bother with that loincloth?”[/i]

Realising belatedly that Serphia’s position was undoubtedly an extremely limited-time-only offer, the girl pushed aside the string that was failing to provide even a mockery of modesty and started to probe inside. Prioritising depth and speed over care and attention provoked an irritated growl from Serphia. “Watch what you’re doing, Ape!”

“She’s very sorry, Mistress!”

Liaena’s efforts were rewarded as the ends of the tweezers came into contact with a small wriggling thing that was definitely not just mushy flesh. Yanking it out into the light, Falere gasped for breath, before gathering her lungs into a roar of rage as she blinked her vision clear to look up at her rescuer. “YOU—“

“Nope” Liaena muttered as she thrust Falere straight back into Serphia’s ass, a move that provoked a gasp from the Sentinel. Changing her direction and angle this time, the girl poked about to eventually find another small form, pulling it out in one swift moment. 

“You surprise me sometimes, human…” Serphia muttered, sounding somewhat placated despite the abuse done to her rear end. The reason for that was probably related to the rage Falere was experiencing at that point, Liaena surmised as she smiled down at the little elf she now held in her palm. “Hi Sharon”

*

“You should listen to the priestess, you foolish girl” 
Damon rumbled dangerously, glowering at Aleena who glared defiantly back. “Don’t call me stupid, dumbass monkey”

“You are meddling in matters you don’t understand. Drop that cursed weapon!”

“Make me!”

“This is not productive” 
Thea snapped. Damon shot her an impatient glance, before returning to studying Aleena angrily. “They are disrespectful hooligans, Priestess”

“Hey!” Aleena  said furiously. Lithrielle, who was still hanging from Aleena, glanced between the two with a giggle. 
“Now you’ve gone and done it. Dawww”

“...Listen to me, Keldorei. That sword is proof that you have slain a Death Knight – not a mean feat, I might add” Thea said in a placatory tone. Damon opened his mouth , received a very, very cold look, and shut it again. “If you were to allow me to show this to the city, you and your kin would be lauded as heroes for the service you have done us”

“There might even be a reward. You could request something shiny” Kathlin chipped in from behind Thea. The priestess considered this for a moment, before an obvious ‘sure, whatever’ look came over her face as she nodded her head at Aleena. “Yes. That.”