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"Wait, don’t do it! I beg you! You two, help me, please!" The goblin's voice cracked with fear as his gaze darted back towards the pile where two of his kinsmen hid.
He wretched beneath the paw that pinned him like prey under a lion's claws, eyes wide with terror of the encroaching beast above.
One hand clutched at the stinging floor, while the other raised toward the safety of the darkness he had once believed hid him.
"We have to help him!" The injured goblin croaked, pushing his weak frame towards the open to intervene and break the bond before the act.
But he was stopped short.
"Are you crazy?" The lead goblin growled with his hand holding onto his brother's arm tight.
The leader goblins face had shifted, showing no fear now, only darkened with a strange, glimmering expectation as if they were about to see something holy and awful happen all at once.
"Those wolves can overwhelm us even in a compromised state. Great One is not so far. We have to wait for her."
"W-wait… I just want to go—" the injured goblin was cut off by a high-pitched yelp from the victim.
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The guttural, heavy gulps from their throats echoed in the quiet chamber, drowning out the faint crackling of static electricity around the scene.
The active wolf tilted its muzzle down, teeth bared as it positioned to strike deep and drink the blood pooling around the unconscious goblin's throat.
Without warning, a thin streak of white light cut through the heavy air before any scent of the prey could spread further.
Slash. A moment later, the wolf's head fell limply to the ground while steam hissed out of its open eyes sockets in sudden bursts.
The head rolled once, jagged lightning fading rapidly in the severed eyes as the body began to twitch spastically under the sudden loss of command.
Lyssandra stepped from behind, a blade of translucent slime stretching out from her palm and reforming into flesh as she moved closer.
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"Capture the remaining beast and bring it back to my camp. You two keep him alive at all costs, do you understand?" She directed the order with a piercing glint toward the survivors who slowly dragged their way out of the monster corpse pile.
The normal goblin and the injured one moved forward slowly, trembling yet desperate for her approval.
"Catch!" she declared casually with a sharp toss that launched a small glowing potion directly towards the injured goblin in mid-stride.
The healing draught snapped into existence inside the goblin's claws, instantly sputtering light as he swallowed it and clutched at the wound slowly healed.
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"It consumed the meat i left as bait specifically." Lyssandra gestured elegantly at the pile which slowly faded from existence into her internal storage under her invisible touch.
"Specialized bait made just to make even a cold-eyed hunter lust blind." She spoke calmly.
"What secret did you use to achieve such effect in them, master?" Luna's curiosity drew closer with a head that tilted slightly towards her in question.
"You wish to taste that truth with your lips then?" She replied smoothly with an easy smile forming at the corner of her lips as she took a sensual glide forward.
"Yes. Tell me!" The little water slime bobbed in slight delight as Luna's stomach flipped in response.
Lyssandra leaned in until the distance vanished between them, her cool fingers brushing the jawline of the little slime transformed girl before her.
Her eyes burned deep into the irises of Luna's bright blue pupils, creating a connection that made every nerve ending inside the petite frame quiver with raw heat.
"I think you shall learn soon," she whispered, her voice thick with unspoken promise, barely a whisper before breaking the intimate distance.
"Tonight." She turned on the heel of her black heels with a sharp click, the sound echoing as she departed without looking back. Heat flooded Luna’s face, her temperature spiking in an instant.
Meanie… The girl made a grumble of complaint, stomping her feet as she followed Lyssandra out of the gloomy depths back to base camp.
Her small slime body in Lyssandra's outfit wiggled and morphed with her walk, looking far more enticing even when she held her lips out in childish protest.
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