User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Succubus Dinoblast987

I yell out to them, getting their attention, and give them one warning to let the kids go. They recognise me as an incubus quickly, and the leader starts shouting orders.

"Get these worms to the city, we'll see if they know anything of use." I don't wait to make a second threat, drawing my blades to fight them off. I charge at them, and they all take defensive stances. I rush one with a shield, using it to roll over the soldier in question and strike down the few dragging the kids away.

The young ones scatter, running off into the bushes. I duck under a slash, spinning around and slipping a blade between plates in the armour. I step around him, pulling my blade free and standing at the ready. There's three left. The captain growls something under his breath and the other two rush me.

One has a greatsword, the other is the one wielding the shield, a sword in his other hand. I duck under the cleaving greatsword, using my dagger to block the other sword swinging low. I turn back around to face them, striking at the one with the greatsword. He sidesteps my blow, moving to counter, but I step under his guard, slipping my shorter dagger through the gap in his helmet and cuirass.

Stepping away I turn to face the other soldier, only to hear the twang of a bowstring behind me. I try to avoid the arrow, but it still strikes me in the shoulder. I drop my sword in pain, my dagger still firmly in my grasp. The shield bearer charges at me, bashing me with his shield and knocking me off balance.

That's when I hear the sound of wings. As I hit the ground, the arrow in my shoulder making its presence even more pronounced, I spot several sets of demonic wings, the girls attached to them bearing armour and weapons.

The captain of the Order soldiers shouts something, and I hear metal on metal, and feel the soft touch of unarmoured hands on my back, lifting me from the ground. I look and see the face of my wife, covered in worry.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I should have sent the guards after the children. I'm so sorry." I get to my feet, cradling the arm that took the brunt of the shield bash. I tell her its fine, but I'm going to need some aid to recover after this arrow's pulled out of me. This gets a shadow of a smile back on her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">We get back to town, and the kids apologise more times than I bothered listening to. Honestly, after the twentieth sorry in a row, it's kinda hard to keep mad, even if I still feel like my arm could drop off and it'd be a good thing. I tell them never to go out towards the Order cities unless they have a trained fighter with them. They nod meekly and go to their chores.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I lay down on my bed as my wife lays at my side, my wound healed by one of the town healers. "So, my brave, daring husband. How could I possibly reward you for saving our children?" She asks, slowly rolling over to mount me. I grin and roll us back over, so that I'm kneeling with her on her back. For such a lovely creature? Simply knowing I am her beloved is enough reward.