61 Battle

During the battle:

<Random 1 Oni POV>

It was carnage.

HE was carnage.

And the matriarch nowhere in sight.

The moment we stepped foot onto the clearing it all went wrong. Like a veil being lifted we were confronted by the atrocities done by that demon.

It didn't matter if you hid youself, tried to run away or went on the offensive, it was all the same to him. He didn't hesitate for one moment as he massacred everything in sight.

"AAAAAARRRRRRGGHHH"

Another bisected body crashed next to me, the life slowly leaving her eyes as she reached towards me with her arm, only to die pointlessly.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH"

A once brave Oni driven by hopelessness crumbled under the preassure and charged him. He got to about four steps before the demon took notice and he collapsed. Dead.

He just looked at him.

What the fuck.

He... just... looked at him...

*Sob*

My tears started to well up out of despair.

How are we supposed to fight that?

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<Random 2 Oni POV>

The world was aflame.

I could hear the screams of my kin, guttural cries of agony and despair. Everywhere I turned, there was blood, the crimson tide swallowing the forest floor. My warriors, my kin, they fell like leaves in a storm, their bodies torn apart by an unseen force.

The demon—he was everywhere. His presence, his power, it suffocated me, a vise around my heart. I tried to call out, to rally my brothers and sisters, but my voice was drowned by the cacophony of death.

I stumbled, the ground beneath me shifting, morphing into grotesque shapes. My vision blurred, reality warping into a grotesque nightmare. My strength leaving my body, in waves, as if drained by the very air around me.

I saw my comrades fall in every way imaginable, their bodies torn asunder by forces beyond comprehension. Our matriarch was nowhere to be found, lost in the chaos that engulfed us. Fear gripped me, a primal instinct urging me to flee, to escape the horrors that surrounded me.

But there was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from the relentless onslaught of the demon before us. His power was overwhelming, his very presence a harbinger of doom. I felt my resolve waver, my courage falter in the face of such unfathomable might.

And then, as if from the depths of my darkest nightmares, he appeared before me. His eyes bore into mine, a cold, calculating gaze that sent shivers down my spine. I knew then that my fate was sealed, that I was no match for the creature that stood before me.

With a roar of defiance, I charged forward, my sword raised high, but it was futile. The demon's laughter echoed in my ears, mocking my feeble attempts at resistance. And then, in an instant, everything went dark.

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<Random 3 Oni POV>

The forest seemed to close in around us, the once majestic trees now looming like specters of death. Everywhere I looked, there was chaos, blood, and the shattered remains of my kin. The air was thick with the stench of iron and the acrid tang of burning wood, the forest a canvas of destruction painted by the hands of a demon.

My heart pounded in my chest, a relentless drumbeat of terror. The sounds of battle, of desperate screams and dying breaths, filled my ears. I saw my comrades fall, their bodies crumpling to the ground like discarded toys. Their eyes, wide with fear and pain, haunted me as I stumbled through the carnage.

The demon was a blur of motion, a whirlwind of death that left nothing but devastation in its wake. His power was overwhelming, a dark tide that crushed everything in its path. He moved with a fluid grace, every motion precise and lethal. His eyes, cold and detached, held no mercy.

I tried to steady my shaking hands, gripping my weapon with all the strength I could muster. I knew it was futile, that I was no match for the creature before me. But I had to try, had to fight for the honor of my kin, for the survival of our people.

With a roar of defiance, I lunged forward, my blade aimed at the demon's heart. But he moved faster than I could see, a shadow slipping through the cracks of reality. In an instant, he was upon me, his hand a blur of motion. I felt a searing pain in my chest, my breath stolen from my lungs as I was lifted off the ground.

His grip was like iron, crushing the life out of me. I struggled, clawing at his hand, but it was no use. His eyes bored into mine, a cold, unfeeling gaze that stripped away all pretense of hope. I felt my strength ebb away, my vision darkening as the world slipped from my grasp.

"Please," I gasped, the word a desperate whisper, barely audible over the cacophony of battle. But there was no mercy in his eyes, no flicker of compassion. His grip tightened, and I felt my ribs crack under the pressure, pain lancing through my body like molten steel.

The last thing I saw was his face, a mask of serene detachment, as if this was all just a mundane task for him. My vision blurred, the edges darkening, and then everything went black.

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As Lucas collapsed from exhaustion, Akane rushed to his side, gently cradling his head in her lap. Concern etched her features as she looked down at him, her touch comforting despite the chaos that had just unfolded.

Elder Kazuki approached slowly, his expression unreadable as he observed Lucas with a mix of awe and wariness. The other Kitsune gathered around, their eyes filled with curiosity and gratitude for the human who had single-handedly defended them.

"We owe you a debt of gratitude, Lucas," Elder Kazuki said solemnly, his voice carrying the weight of their collective appreciation. "You have saved us from certain destruction."

He turned to the gathered Kitsune, his expression stern. "We must ensure his safety and offer him and his mother sanctuary. It is the least we can do."

The Kitsune nodded in agreement, their wariness replaced by a sense of unity and purpose. They began to organize themselves, preparing to secure the glade and tend to the wounded. Akane, still holding Lucas, looked up at Elder Kazuki.

"He needs rest and healing," she said softly. "We should take him to a safe place where he can recover."

Elder Kazuki nodded. "We will take him to the waters." He motioned to a few of the younger Kitsune. "Help Akane carry him. We must move quickly."

With gentle care, the Kitsune lifted Lucas, ensuring he was comfortable as they began their journey deeper into the forest. The Will-o'-the-wisps followed, their ethereal blue light illuminating the path.

As they walked, Akane glanced at her daughter, Yuki, who was trotting alongside them with wide, curious eyes. "Stay close, Yuki," she whispered, her voice gentle but firm.

Yuki nodded, her small hand clutching her mother's tightly. "Is Lucas going to be okay, Mama?" she asked, her voice filled with childlike worry.

Akane smiled reassuringly. "Yes, my dear. Lucas is strong, and he will recover. We will make sure of it." 'I will make sure of it ♡.'

Lucas' strange magic had awakened her mating instinct, in fact it had awakened every Kitsune's mating instinct and would be the reason for a sudden boom in the Kitsune population. He was like a walking aphrodisiac to them. What had at first smelled sweetly was irresistible now.

As they reached the heart of the Kitsune territory, a beautiful, serene pool of crystal clear water, surrounded by ancient trees and shimmering with magical energy, the Kitsune gently laid Lucas down.

Elder Kazuki stood watch, his eyes scanning the forest for any signs of danger. "We will keep him safe," he said quietly, more to himself than to anyone else. "He has proven himself to be a true ally."

"I will watch over him, you can go back and watch out if any more Oni want to attack our territory." Akane said while her eyes never left Lucas. "Elder Kazuki, would you mind taking Yuki with you?"

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When Lucas woke up he felt strangely warm and wet. Because the sun was shining directly into his face, he tried to lift his arm, but something was preventing him from that. It was too pleasant and he was too exhausted to fight whatever was binding him, so instead he used his domain to see.

Lucas blinked in surprise, his cheeks flushing crimson as he realized Akane's intimate position. Her soft skin pressed against his, her warmth enveloping him in a comforting embrace. He could feel her steady heartbeat against his chest, a rhythm that matched his own.

For a moment, he was lost in the sensation, the intimacy of their closeness stirring something deep within him. But then, the reality of their situation came crashing back, and he quickly tried to sit up, only to find himself still bound by her arms, which tightened with every move he made.

"Um, Akane," he began, his voice hesitant as he tried to find the right words. "What are you doing?"

Akane stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she looked down at Lucas with a soft smile. "Good morning, Lucas," she said softly, her voice warm and affectionate. "I had to make sure you weren't hurt anymore and that you fully recovered."

Lucas looked into her orange eyes and had to stop himself from reading her mind to find out why her behavious shifted so suddenly. He felt attraction, affection and love from her, several times stronger than before.

"Um, thank you," he managed to stammer out, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I think I should probably... um, get up now."

He didn't feel like he should use Legilimency to influence this situation or his own mind, he wanted to see where this was going. Maybe his hormones were talking or he finally wanted to let someone come close. Whatever it was he didn't mind it at the moment.

Akane nodded, a hint of disappointment flickering in her eyes as she released her hold on him. She sat up not bothering to cover up her sizable breasts at all. It made her feel good, when his eyes snapped to her tits

She coyly said, "you can touch them if you like."

Lucas's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red at Akane's bold invitation. He felt a mixture of surprise and arousal at her openness, his mind racing as he tried to process the situation.

"Um, I... uh..." he stuttered, his thoughts scattered as he struggled to form a coherent response. His gaze flickered between Akane's eyes and her tempting offer, his heart pounding in his chest.

Akane chuckled softly at his flustered reaction, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Relax, Lucas," she said gently, her voice soothing. "I won't bite... unless you want me to."

Lucas swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry as he felt a surge of desire coursing through him. His fingers twitched with the urge to reach out and touch her, to explore the soft curves of her body.

And he let loose.

At first he carefully brushed his fingers against Akane's skin, his touch feather-light. But as she moved her upper body closer to him he felt bolder and sank his fingers into her soft breasts.

"Angh." Akane moaned, his touch everything she wanted.

Emboldened by her response, he gently kneaded her breasts, his fingers exploring every curve and contour. He felt a surge of desire coursing through him, his arousal growing with each passing moment.

Akane's breath hitched as Lucas's touch grew bolder, her body responding instinctively to his caress. She arched her back slightly, pressing her chest closer to his hand, inviting him to explore further. Her eyes sparkled with desire as she looked down at him, a coy smile playing on her lips.

"Lucas," she whispered, her voice husky with longing. "Don't stop."

Encouraged by her words, Lucas continued to explore her body, his touch becoming more confident and assertive. He felt a rush of heat between them, the air thick with tension and desire. In that moment, there was no thought, no hesitation, only the primal urge to connect with each other on the deepest level.

Even though Lucas' body wanted to go further, his mind stopped him, because he felt his mother's worries. There would be enough time to explore theses feelings he had. Now he wanted to get back to the resort.