Chapter 764

• Well, it wasn't like it wasn't a fantasy she hadn't had before. Her, on a journey across a fantasy world with a group of men, her protectors, that she'd satisfy sexually every night. What girl didn't want to be the center of attention of an orgy of handsome, muscular, deadly men? Just, in that fantasy, she'd been a wizard or elf princess or something, and they'd fuck in inns, or in cute tents near a campfire. Down here in the trenches of Hell, there was considerably more blood and guts than she wanted.
• "I wonder," she said, and she tugged on Adron's tail as the man finished strapping on his armor bits. "If I can really do things to Hell, maybe I can change it in a big way. Not more firestorms, but make a place that's softer, cleaner, no remnants, no rocks."
• "No place like that in Hell," he said. He shifted around, adjusting more of his armor, and his tail pulled at her grip. A big, heavy tail, with some black spikes along its top that worked up to his spine. She squeezed it, and Adron chuckled. With his skin dark red, almost black in some places, it was like squeezing a baseball wrapped in dense leather. Firm. She held on, both hands.