Disgraced Elven General (15)

The Aura around the now crazed Elven Princess flared wildly, completely out of her control now.

We all backed away from her, our minds finding the only thing that she could do with such an abundance of Aura and no control over it... and we began to prepare for the worst.

Kilkreatha let out an insane chuckle as she stared at us all, her eyes wide as she took another step forwards, maintaining the distance between us.

"I-IF I CAN'T HAVE THIS KINGDOM, NEITHER CAN YOU FILTHY, LOWLY FUCKING ORCS! ESPECIALLY NOT YOU, YOU TRAITOROUS ELVEN BITCH!"

She focused on me, her eyes growing more crazed as she spat "Why don't you reveal your ugly face, traitor?! Let me see the face of the bitch who ruined everything for me! Years of planning gone! All for what?!"

I glanced at Dura first, who nodded slightly even as her hands clenched her axe harder.

"What, need permission from your damn Orc breeder?! Can't do anything except suck on her cock without permission, traitorous slut?!"

Ignoring Kilkreatha's ramblings, I reached up and undid the straps holding the mask in place, carefully pulling it off and staring at the Crown Princess for the first time in many long years.

Her breath hitched in her throat, and she snarled, raw hatred twisted her features as she growled "Gwyneth of the Oak... what an unpleasant surprise... shouldn't you be rotting away in the bottom of a jail cell?"

"Wait... you didn't know I escaped months ago? Wow... you really are a shit ruler huh?"

Kilkreatha gnashed her teeth at that, her Aura growing more unstable as she snapped "What the FUCK would a lowly peasant whore like you know about ruling?! About responsibilities past doing basic work?! HUH?!"

I just silently shook my head as I stared at her in pity, wondering just where this Elf had gone wrong to be so... judgmental and idiotic.

Growling loudly, Kilkreatha took another step forwards as her Aura began to flake away her skin, revealing the red flesh underneath.

She turned more feral as the pain of having her skin removed addled her mind, and she returned to hurling obscenities at us, until it was nothing more than animalistic screams as her Aura consumed her.

All that power ravaged her body to shreds, and the Crown Princess of the Elves stumbled forwards, before her Aura ended her own life.

I watched - as did the others - as our strongest enemy went out like a beast instead of a person, completely mindless and not in control of anything.

However, her Aura was now unrestrained completely, and it burst outwards and washed over the room, threatening to tear us apart like it had her.

Even if she went out like some idiot, I had no plans on dying anytime soon, so I brought my own Aura to bear and added it to Dura's as we tried to protect ourselves from waves of overcharged, potent Aura.

Standing in front of us, Dura slammed her axe down and unleashed her bloody Aura, grunting loudly as the green and yellow Aura of Kilkreatha chewed through hers with ease, slowly whittling away at the barrier she managed to put up.

We all forced as much out as we could, but it proved to be just too little compared to the onslaught from Kilkreatha.

Her Aura chewed away at Dura's slowly, chipping at the barrier and worming its way through, sacrificing itself to reach the War Chief.

Even as the glow of green and yellow dimmed inside the room, the Aura reached the remainder of Dura's red aura and started to chew through it, ravenously making its way to her flesh.

Dura let out a shout as she surged more Aura into the barrier, but it still wasn't enough, a small cloud of yellowish green Aura latching onto Dura's left arm and right shoulder, consuming her skin and gnawing at her flesh.

I screamed her name as I rushed forwards, only to hear her chuckle dryly as she gestured for me to remain back.

"I'm... fine. Don't worry about me... rally the Horde... finish the mission... I'll be alright, just... need to heal a bit..."

My blood drained from my face as I saw the damage Kilkreatha had managed to inflict after her death.

The muscles on Dura's left arm were exposed, chunks taken out and barely allowing her to move it, while her right shoulder was worse, the flesh revealing her bone.

Blood pulled around her body, and I could only grit my teeth at the damage, the Orc still standing tall as she stared down at me, almost uncaring of the wounds.

"Just send me a healer... I'll be alright, little Elf."

She seemed almost amused by the current situation, and I snapped "You are NOT alright, Dura! I can see bone! You ca-"

"Gwyneth, go finish the damn mission!"

Her growl shook me, and I took a step back as she glared at me, saying "I'll be fine woman! Go! The mission is more important than this wound! If you're worried, have some of the squad stay behind! No one else is in the Palace anyways! So GO!"

I nodded timidly as the Orc War Chief glared at me, and I hastily strapped on the mask to hide my conflicted features and emotions.

On one hand, I was extremely worried about leaving her here when she was injured, as this was the perfect opportunity to finish her off or severely wound her some more...

But on the other hand, I was growing heated as I stood under that glare, her dismissive treatment and angry tone just... hitting the right things inside me...

So, I unsheathed my blades and made my escape from the room, making sure she couldn't notice that I was so aroused by her simple outburst of anger...

Thoughts of Kilkreatha were gone, as were my thoughts on revenge.

I wanted them still, but now a far stronger desire had overtaken them, one that mattered more than some temporary anger management using arrogant old fools as punching bags...

With that shift in my mind made, I exited the Palace and started the culling of Lyna Esaria's top leaders, wiping the slate clean with brutal efficiency as I rushed to finish, wanting to return to Dura's side...

My mind was already made up on her question from days earlier, and I couldn't help but blush as I felt my mind focusing on her instead of the war, my blades soaking in the blood of Elves...

All while I thought of soaking in Orc seed.

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Two chapters of smut, then we start a new entry~!

Might be a little lackluster, but I want to focus more on other stories now, and since this is more of an... extra pastime, I don't feel too pressured to polish it as much as my other works, so... sorry, but I wanna move on lol~!

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