User blog:LightningS9/The Place I'll Return to Someday Ch. 1

“Come on bro!” the shaggy haired blonde yelled from ahead of him.

He sighed as he pushed forward down the dirt path tugging at his ragged, battle worn hakama where his sweat made it stick to him, “Why are you always in such a rush Xavier.”

“You know me bro, always raring for adventure!” He gives him a thumb up and a toothy smile.

“More like raring for a chance to ogle mamono boobs.” He said through a laugh.

“Heh, well I can’t help it if I came lookin for booteh.”

“You better watch out referencing that fool here. Might turn into an Alp or something. Or worse he’ll show up and tell you he likes ya, and he wants ya.”

“Come on Jack, don’t even joke about that! I’m happier thinkin it’s just us stuck here than us and the Booty Warrior from the Boondocks!”

He laughs heartily as they continue down the path, and as he calms down he looks over to his younger friend with a smile. He looks the young man up and down, “With your hair like that, your outfit, and those daggers, you look pretty similar to Zidane from Final Fantasy. You know except you don’t have the tail.”

“Heheh, looks who’s talking, except for your curly bangs and the fact that you have brown hair you look like Mitsurugi from Soul Calibur.”

He griped the katana at his left side “I doubt that, my face shape is pretty different, I’m nowhere near as cut as….”

He stops as he begins to hear screams coming from ahead.

“See bro! We’re always late!”

He didn’t bother with a reply, instead opting to sprint forward, “You go in advance bro, and make sure to protect the townspeople.”

“Right!”

The lighter and quicker man dashes ahead, quickly leaving him in the dust. As the tree line breaks he can see a village the size of a small town burning in the distance.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Xavier can hear a woman scream ahead over the erotic sounds around him as he dashes over the rooftops. He drops down in front of a pair of now surprised devils and a demon. In a lighting fast motion he whips out his daggers and slashes his way though his targets.

The three women give surprised yelps, but soon all give a confused “Huh?” in unison.

“It seems you missed little human,” The demon said, lust and sensuality seeming to drip from every word, “I could help you improve your close range combat skills if you…”

He turns to look at them, a victorious smirk on his face that causes them to look at him in confusion.

“I didn’t miss.” He stated confidently as he clinked his daggers together, ending his “Biting Wind” skill.

The three give surprised, erotic gasps. The pair of devils collapse into writing heaps as the demon drops to her knee, a heavy blush on her face as she breaths heavily.

“W-W-what did you do human?! What are those?”

“What’re those?!” he said loudly as he pointed at her. She gives a confused look, which causes him to cough, “Sorry…anyway these,” he said triumphantly as he flashed the daggers, “are a Vantulos special.”

He moves forward, and the demon moves back onto her behind and next to her two now unconscious cohorts. “Long story short, they drain energy. They’re more impressive than your average blade since they also get stronger with the user. Lastly they hold the energy they take and let the user channel it to do crazy weapon skills if they uses a little of their own spirit energy to kick it off.”

He twirls his wrist around as he rolls his eyes, “Or something like that anyway. Also as you can tell, they inflict pleasure rather than pain, but since mamono don’t get energy from it they pass out after so much “damage” is inflicted.”

The demon gets a look that’s a cross between fear and arousal on her face as he closes in, “Not so fun when the shoes on the other foot huh? Nighty-night.”

He sinks a dagger into her stomach as he holds her upright. She lets out an ecstasy filled scream as the dagger does its job before she passes out and he gently lowers her to the ground.

When he stands upright he is greeted with a tackle that nearly knocks him off his feet. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” a young woman yelled through sobs.

He lets out a cough and tries to shift himself, “N-no p-problem ma’am.”

“I-is that your…”

He lets out a nervous laugh as he moves her away.

She stops him however, a hazy, dissolute look in her eye, “D-does it hurt? D-d-do you need me to h-help?”

The demonic energy in the air was obviously getting to her. She was being turned into a lesser succubus despite him stopping her sexy assailants for every minute she stayed here in the open. He acts without hesitation as he stabs her with one of his daggers as well and she lets out a pleased yelp. He grabs her as her knees buckle and props her on the nearby wall. She was still conscious, though she did look like she had just been through a “tango session” and was breathing heavily.

“That should get any built up demonic energy out of your system.” He said to the girl as he turns away. “Once you catch your breath, find some place to hide….” He then carves the rune Dr. Valentine showed him into the wall across from her, “…and carve this on the door and splash water on it. Don’t try to escape the city for now, you’ll be spotted by a mamono and they’ll make you one of them. In a couple hours if you no longer hear the sounds of fighting leave then.”

He then leaps and wall jumps his way back to the rooftops, careful to make sure there were no more mamono around to bother the girl before moving on to find some more to take down.

It is a short trip as a group of goblins and a hobgoblin climb the wall ahead of him.

“Look, a handsome man!” they screech, but they jump as noise begins to come from his pouch.

“Into free….” he thought as the gentle piano intro brought back pleasant gamer memories from home.

“Bro must be nearby.” He said to himself as he feels where his UE Roll speaker is in his pocket, “Good song choice as always.”

Just as the song gets to the heavy guitar he beckons his opponents forward as he prepares for a fight.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jack focuses….

“Cutting River”

….then with precise swings he cuts his way through the orcs and succubi charging him. Each opponent is shocked as he zooms past them and after quickly passing past fifteen targets he sheaths his katana. The targets then simultaneously yell in unison as they collapse to the ground. A year and a half ago and he’d be having trouble keeping his cool, but he’s long since past the point of being amazed at any of this.

He turns to walk away, but is stopped as a fist impacts his gut and sends him flying. He has trouble catching his breath as he tries to stand, but is soon kicked over and straddled.

“Hee hee hee, finally found a man.” A weathered feminine voice said from above him. He opens his eyes to find an ogre on his lap, she trails a light green hand over his exposed chest and roughly pulls on the fabric that was barely staying together enough to be called a shirt, removing it and throwing it aside. Before she can set her sights on his pants he punches her in the face. Her face turns away with the punch, and her messy lilac hair obscures her face.

When she looks back all he can see is manic lust in her expression, “And you’re a fighter too! Don’t get much luckier than that.” She stated as she punched him back. He could taste the blood, but felt lucky that none of his teeth felt off as she scoots herself further up his chest and turns to get after his pants.

Suddenly a hobgoblin hits the ground nearby, her large chest keeping her face from hitting the ground, “Ooof. Hey, that no nice.” She whined. The Ogre simply shrugs and goes back to his pants.

He then catches a glimpse on a familiar blonde as he summersaults onto the hobgoblin and jams a pair of daggers into her, the tail-tale white glow of a Vantulos weapon entering her flesh as she lets out a squeal and her body shivers involuntarily. The Ogre blatantly ignores the hobgoblins cry as she yanks his katana off his left hip and tosses it aside.

“Bro!” Xavier yelled when he noticed him pinned down. The Ogre begins to look towards Xavier. He had to distract her.

He does the only thing he can think of, he pulls back his hand and smacks her in the ass as hard as he can. He had to admit the way it jiggled under her loin cloth was kind of alluring, but he’d rather not be forced in to anything no matter how attractive any particular mamono was.

“Hehey, you’re a cheeky one.” She said as she looked back and roughly grinds herself on him as she punches him in the stomach, she then trails her hand from his abdomen into his pants, “I really did find me a keeper!”

She is suddenly launched off of him by a fierce kick from Xavier however. He quickly scrambles to his feet and grabs his sword, “Thanks, bro.”

“No problem man…well maybe a little bit of a problem.”

He looks over to the ogre, who now has a second ogre with her.

The pair gives vicious smiles, smiles that spoke their lewd intentions even better than words.

Ogres are notoriously tough, if they had enough demonic energy to resist a few slashes they’d be in trouble. With that being the case there was no way he was flying blind on this fight.

“Droidika, can you help out?”

He pulls his phone from his pocket, and the device quickly turns into a cute robotic fairy.

“You got it!” she replied in a bubbly synthetic voice. She flies close to the ogre girls and his little monsterized phone casts a Libra spell on her targets.

“Fifty thousand a piece; It’s a boss fight if I ever saw one.”

“No worries, I still have both of Yvonne’s milk ration for this mission.” Xavier then reaches into his pouch and pulls out a small vial filled with the special milk from their band’s holstaur.

He does the same, and they simultaneously gulp their bottles of liquid down just as the Ogre’s rush them. He can feel his fatigue melt away and his spirit energy replenish. With renewed clarity he dodges his would be attacker and unleashes a flurry of strikes on her.

He jumps away as she takes a swing at him, her face holds a slight blush but otherwise looks just as determined as before, “It’s gonna take a lot more than that little man, but please keep trying. It’ll make the moment I dominate you that much sweeter.”

They trade blows for a while, with him coming out on top in hits landed. That hardly felt like it mattered however, for every hit she landed he felt a huge impact to his spirit energy in comparison to how much DE she had to spare.

He glances over to see Xavier dashing around the other ogre landing nicks as he goes. He can see his opponent attack in his peripheral and jumps back. He then counters, but she dodges as well.

He was honestly a little worried. He could hit for five hundred DE easy, and if he used a little SE for a sword skill he could take his opponent down a peg, maybe even make her worry a bit.

However with the nicks Xavier was doing he’d be surprised if his friend was doing more than a couple hundred, and since most of his low SE skills didn’t make him hit much harder he’d risk getting caught trying for more. If Xavier got caught before he could take down his own ogre she would likely dash off with him in an instant.

He had to focus on taking down his target and give Xavier a window for a critical. At risk to his SE level he unleashes one of his stronger skills. “Blink strike.”

Time seems to slow and he lands numerous hits on target as she blinks in slow motion. He then ends the skill by sheathing his sword, and as time begins to flow normally the ogre reacts to his attacks while he quickly downs his second and last bottle of milk. He can’t help but smirk as a girlish yelp escapes his opponent’s mouth. He looks back to his target, her face a fierce blushing scowl as she struggles to control her wet shaking legs.

He couldn’t get cocky however; she still likely had a little under half of her DE available. He is proven correct as she charges him. Her haphazard swings leave her open to a few counters, but she still lands a particularly vicious punch that knocks the air out of him.

He struggles to breath, shambling back as best he can from his opponent. Thankfully he catches his breath before she can hit him, and just as she attacks him again he uses another powerful skill. “Storm Counter.”

He quickly blocks and deflects her incoming fist with his katana sheath. In a fluid motion he slides forward and rolls over her hunched form ending with an upper slash that sends her flying. He then switches stances and follows through with the rest of the skill by juggling her in the air with sword swings for six swings. Lastly he lets her fall and times a final slash to strike her in the neck for a critical.

He smirks as he sheaths his katana to end the skill just as he begins to hear “Hunting for Your Dream” play from Xavier’s speaker.

The song is drowned out as the ogre begins convulsing and screaming in bliss. He turns to go help his friend, but stops as he hears the ogre.

“Y-you can’t l-leave now! You’re so strong, such precision, such power. I-I’ll be your slave, but you will be my husband!” She demanded despite her predicament.

He looks to his bro, realizing he likely underestimated the young man as he handles his target well enough to attack her outright having weakened her to a little below half DE. He sighs and turns to the ogre. Walking over to her prone form he crouches next to her face.

“You and I both know that we can’t be together.”

“W-Who says….”

“You don’t really want me. You don’t even know me, just like I don’t know you. You’re just so desperate for love because of the Demon Lord’s power…I’m sure one day you’ll find a man much better than I, one who’s perfect for you. On that day you’ll be so happy you won’t even remember me.” he said comfortingly, “For now just rest.”

Her shocked look fades quickly into fatigue and she reluctantly closes her eyes as she passes out.

He stands and turns, yelling as he rushes at the remaining ogre. He takes three swings at her, forcing her back from Xavier and even landing a hit. She growls as she takes a swing at him, but her swing is caught by Xavier’s daggers.

“Parry!” Xavier shouted elatedly. He deflects her fist back, and then he performs an almost inhuman act of agility. He twists his body as he launches himself up and lands on her shoulders, his daggers around her neck.

He was obviously using his “Assassinate” skill as he yanks the blades across the ogres neck and flips off, clinking his daggers together as he lands.

The ogre squeals as she falls just like her companion, and just like that the battle was over.

Xavier lets out a heavy breath as he pulls out his last milk potion and guzzles it down.

He moves beyond his friend, listening around them. The only sound that remained was the occasional crackle of nearby houses burning. The monsters that they didn’t defeat have taken their new lovers and fled, and the villagers have evacuated or were wisely hiding until they were certain it was safe.

Now came the annoying part of their job. “Come on bro, we have mamono to tie up.”

Xavier sheaths his daggers, and then crosses his arms behind his head. “Ok. So how many did you get? I got fifteen down.”

“I got twenty. We passed the quota of thirty, but still missed the bonus. Now come on, we have tying to do. Droidika, you and Cortana get to putting out these fires.”

“Right!” she said elatedly. Her glowing white eyes light up, and a bright smile forms on her cute black plastic face as she begins playing a song of her own making that brings the image of a frozen expanse to his mind. She then uses her glassy wings made from her touch-screen to flutter over to Xavier.

Xavier pulls his own phone from his pocket, the device lit with a game playing itself on the screen.

“Come on, Cortana!”

“Let me finish this level.” The blue phone said in a flat bored tone.

Droidika crosses her arms over her rubber chest before she flies up to the phone. She then begins tapping the screen causing the character to veer unexpectedly into an obstacle causing a game over.

Xavier’s blue phone then quickly changes into a smart fairy with a furious expression.

“You jerk! Now I’ll have to start over!” Cortana squealed.

“That game doesn’t have a no death run you know…”

“It’s called a personal challenge you big meanie! Why couldn’t you just wait!”

He and Xavier chuckle as the girls fly away, arguing all the while. They then turn away and move to tie up the ogres and other mamono they defeated.

-=-=-=-=-=--=-

Three hours later…

“Hehe, you fellers did mighty fine,” Bruno, one of the transporters for the Vantulos Band stated from next to him, “got us a big ol’ group o’ ladies this time.”

Jack doesn’t respond. He simply nods as he looks back into the hold of the wagon. All the mamono they fought were bound and gagged with sealing wraps. None of them looked pleased, and the loli members of the group allowed tears to leak from their young-girlish faces.

This was likely very new and freighting for them, and he wanted to help them calm down, but he decided against it. If he was too kind to any one of these girls they would likely hunt him down for an eternity, and living life here was difficult enough. He instead hooks his headphones into Droidika.

“Settling in for the long haul huh?” She said into his one good ear as he plugs it in.

He nods.

“Then I know the perfect song to play.” She responds happily.

“Over the Hill” begins to play, and he offers a thankful smile to his phone. He watches the forest, allowing himself to truly relax as it zooms by.

After a while he feels a nudge on his arm and he removes his earphone, “Did ya hear me, or did ya have that infernal thing in ya ear gin?”

“Ear, what did you need Bruno?”

“I don see why you don let me wife heal that up. Should ‘ave ya ‘earing right proper out both ears with jus a lil magic, right dear?”

He looks over to the older unicorn pulling the cart with a collection of younger unicorns helping her. The human upper half turns to him while her horse lower half continues to walk forward. “I believe I can, but shouldn’t we give our daughters a chance instead?”

“Oh, I volunteer!” One of the younger unicorns stated quickly.

“No, me!”

Some of the unicorn daughters begin to bicker, and Droidika gives a slight vibration in his hand. He simply ignores the girls however and answers Bruno’s wife, “Thanks for the offer Carla, but I’ll pass. I’ve lived with this my whole life, no point changing it now that I’m so old.”

“Dear, you’re only twenty-five…” Carla responds.

“Ah, the boy’s just moping cuz he ain’t got no wife. I actd the same way fore I popped the ol’ question to ya. He’ll cheer right up win he gets a piece o’ tail.”

Carla blushes, “Why must you be so crude, honey?”

“Jus bein a man, right boys?!” Bruno stated jovially as he slaps his and Xavier’s shoulders on either side of him. Xavier, unlike him, was absorbed in a game on Cortana and was nearly knocked off the cart.

“Uh-Uh-yeah, what he said.” Xavier said in agreement before looking to him, “What did he say?”

“Nothing bro.”

“T’ain’t nothin but that you boy’s need some wives,” Bruno stated, causing Xavier to blush, “I don know what it’s like where ya’ll ’re from, but the fact that you’re both unmarried afer two ana aff years with the profession ya have is a bloody miracle. Now I’ve played nice so far, but now I’m askin ya straight, why don you each o’ ya fellers marry one o’ my daughers?”

He feels Droidika vibrate violently before Carla speaks, “Honey, you can’t force them to love our girls; it has to be as romantic as when you proposed to me. He has to meet her under the full moon as he gently takes her hand. Then he has to kneel and with all his heart ask her to be with him forever, and then they’ll share the kiss she’s been dreaming of for years. Then they consummate their vows by giving their purity to each other then and there under the starry heavens.”

“An’ then we get grankids.” Bruno stated.

“Honey!”

“What? We wen at it for three days! Ifin the girls are anythin like either o’ us they’ll get us lots o’ those grankids is all ah’m sayin.”

“D-daddy!” Bruno’s daughters yell in unified embarrassment.

“O-oh look, we’re almost to HQ. I’m gonna go on ahead and let the boss know we’re back.” Xavier stuttered nervously as he hopped off the wagon and ran to the mansion on the hill up the road.

“Bye Xavier!” some of the unicorn daughters yelled sweetly as he passes them.

He doesn’t bother getting off himself; he wasn’t bothered by Bruno and Carla’s antics, and besides.

“AW, COME ON BOSS, IN THE MAIN HALL, REALLY?!”

He knew he’d get a laugh out of Xavier walking in on Baku and his cat mamono wives.

Xavier backs away from the door and covers his face as he props next to the entrance. Even from here he can see his friend is as red as a red oni, and practically glowing like a chochin-obake.

They pull up next to the entrance to the large mansion, and he hops into the back with their captives. From out the entrance comes a pair of warriors. The first is a gruff young man with a grey blue bandana that matched the rest of his ensemble on his head. In his hand is a scimitar. The second is a simple looking young man with spiky hair and a short sword.

“Welcome back Jack.” The gruff young man said in a gravelly voice with a nod.

He nods back, “Trevor.” He then nods to the second man, “Dom.”

“Sup.” Is the man’s blunt reply to him.

They proceed to cut the ropes around the girls’ ankles and then guide them out the wagon.

Once they all line up in front of the entrance he takes a position in the center of the group while Trevor takes the far left end and Dom takes the far right. Xavier knocks on the door, and soon a giant of a man with scruffy pink hair with a matching full beard squeezes his way out of the doorway of the mansion. Clinging all around him is one of each of the cat species of mamono, though the man shows no sign of the added weight encumbering him at all. He can’t help but look away and he feels a small blush form as he notices just how “content” the little Cait Sith seems cuddling his large belly just above his belt line, her little cape likely obscuring something most obscene knowing his boss.

“So, you little ladies thought it was a good idea to go attackin a village with the great Vantulos Band around….” Baku said loudly, his low rumbling voice booming hard enough to practically shift the air around them. The girls all stiffen, and some of the loli’s begin to tear up. Even the ogre girls stand erect. The only one seemingly unfazed is the lone hellhound of the thirty-five girls.

“Now,” he said as he walked along the line of mamono, “I don’t know what possessed you to go attackin a village that was mindin its business….” He gets a huge grin on his face, “But I’ve gotta thank ya. Because you mamono keep attackin villages and generally causing mischief, we keep gettin paid handsomely. Now I bet you’re wondering why we’ve gone and tied you up for, right?”

The loli’s in the crowd nod childishly with their whole bodies, while some of the grown mamono nod simply as well.

“Well, I don’t know how much you girls know about business, but it goes like this. See, we was paid to aid in defense of that there village by keeping a certain number of you from doin what you mamono do best. Now normally the Order would just kill you…but I’d rather avoid that. See I like you mamono,” he reaches up and pets at his girls’ one at a time, the Cheshire Cat sneaking in a deep kiss as she floats over him.

The pet given to his Cait Sith elicits a throaty mewl as he continues, “that said though, you stickin around unsupervised is bad. My band’ll look bad if you go attackin another village in this region so soon after we just caught ya, and while the Order are a bunch of overzealous pansies we make half of our income from them. Seein as that’s the case, you can’t be stickin around. I am, however, infinitely generous, so I’m gona give you two options.”

He stops in the center of the group, and pulls up a hand with one large finger held up; the werecat on that arm crawls up onto it and licks his finger playfully as the Nekomata on his back begins swatting at her swaying tail. “One: you can let our gracious carriage service take you to any other region you please, be that anywhere from Zipangu to the Royal Makai Demon Realm on the other side of the Desert Region. As long as you aren’t in an area you’ve attacked in for at least three months I don’t care what you do. If you wanna attack a village in those areas go ahead and try your luck, it’ll give us another payday if one of my band is nearby. When we beat you again you can try your luck in a different region. The down side is eventually you’ll end up with nowhere to go but Royal Makai, where let’s face it, none of you will find a husband with all the overpowered mamono there.”

He lifts up his opposite arm, as the sphinx there mimics the werecat’s actions with the newly raised digit. “Two: you can join the Vantulos Band and work for me. You’ll have to behave yourselves, so that means you’ll be givin up trying to snag yourself a husband the old fashion mamono way. Still, plenty of men in my crew met their wives through workin for me. Bein part of the Band means you’ll not only be well taken care of, but that you’ll be part of my family. You’ll get as much food and drink as you please, as long as you’re in good condition when we get a job. . Since we’ve been producin better support than their little “Heroes” can muster, you’ll be able to wander the countryside without Order goons tryin to strike you down. You’ll also be able to go to any city and do whatever you want within the local law without fear of death, even some of the less stringent Order cities will take you in as long as you have a human or dwarven squad member.”

He wiggles the sphinx finger side to side, which causes the desert cat to meow playfully as she chases the digit with her tongue, “Now don’t go thinkin we’re a bunch of mercs either. If you’re better suited to more tame pursuits the same applies, my Band is a multi-lateral group. Makin money is our business, so as long as you pull your weight and don’t turn on us we take care of our own, though obviously these tame pursuits are usually in mamono friendly countries.”

He wiggles both fingers this time, “As you can tell from my companions kind demonstration, both are tasty options despite the down sides. Now…” The cats on his arms giggle as he raises his hands up and holds them together at the wrist. The Cheshire floats her way into his upraised palms and sits herself in them as he looks around at the captives, “…raise your hands like so if you wanna ride outa here.”

Some raise their still bound hands right away, while some hesitate, but in the end all but seven of the girls raise their hands.

“Okay then, you ladies head on over with Trevor there, he’ll take you to his gazer wife, she’ll make sure you don’t try anything funny while Trevor finds out where you wanna go. Xavier, go take up the rear.”

“Nya, I’ll bet he’ll enjoy that.” Rita, the Cheshire, said through a teasing laugh, which the other cats join.

Xavier grumbles, but none the less takes a position behind the group of mamono as they leave.

“The rest of you, follow Dom, he’ll get you oriented for your initiation test.”

The demon near Dom grumbles.

“What, thought you were gonna get a free pass in sweet cheeks?” Dom asked as he smacks her rear hard enough to turn the blue skin a light red.

“Jack, you go with ‘em. Make sure Dom doesn’t traumatize them ‘kay?”

He nods, and then follows behind the group as they make their way to the training yard.

“And once y’all are done, come and find me!” Baku yelled after him, to which he responds with a thumb up as he continues. He moves up, cutting the binding of the women as they go, and as he gets to the last mamono he notices that it’s the ogre from before.

She reaches up and removes her binding form her mouth, “Didn’t think you’d get away that easy did ya?”

He sighed, but otherwise doesn’t respond. There is a grip on his right arm and the demon from earlier squeezes next to him, “Dear, can’t you tell he’s not interested in your pushy behavior? He wants a woman who can give more than she takes.” She then trails a hand over his chest, “I can give you everything you want, darling. Everything and more….”

He maintains his silence.

“Maybe he’s just not interested in your gross older bodies.” A little devil said as she prances in front of them. She begins to walk backwards and holds her arms behind her back as she tilts her head, “You like cute little girls like me, right onii-chan?”

“Back off!” the ogre shoves the demon off his arm as she grabs the opposite one, “He’s mine!”

The girls glower at each other, but stop as Dom speaks from the head of the group.

“You ladies are barkin up the wrong tree, guy’s a damn eunuch.”

He gives another frustrated sigh, but decides to just let it stand. Better to let these girls think he’s lacking equipment than to have them trying to win him like some prize.

“He’s not missin anything down there….” The ogre responds, and he mentally face-palms as he remembers she shoved her hand into his trousers back at the village.

“He’s not sterile either, just a virgin. I can smell it.” The voice of the lone hellhound stated as she drapes a paw over his shoulder, the fire from her eyes licking his cheek as she props her head on his opposite shoulder. Suddenly her opposite paw is groping him roughly, “That can be easily changed though.”

He’d had enough, and with if the vibration from his pocket was a good indication a certain smart fairy was close to her limit. Thankfully they had made it to the testing yard behind the mansion. He flicks his katana from its sheath with his thumb. The clink of the metal cause the girls to jump back enough to give him room to break free as well as causing Droidika to stop her incessant vibrating.

He moves next to Dom as they stand before the large yard filled with enough different training areas to make it feel like an Olympic from back home.

“Welcome to day one.” He said to the seven new recruits.