Building Harem And Dungeon With Monster Girls

The tentacle gripped my throat. It was wrapped tight about my neck, choking off my air. I thrashed as I twisted along the river bottom.

The ooze had me. I could just see her face before me, translucent and dark. She had a look of anger in her eyes.

I had killed her fellow oozes. Their souls would return to their owner's Void Crystal to be reborn to serve at his whim. That didn't change that she hated me for it. She was choking me underwater. I thrashed, unable to speak the words of magic.

Unable to fight back with magic.

I had strengthened my body. I grabbed her tentacles. My fingers squeezed about them. They were gelatinous, but they compressed. I squeezed them tight. She just squeezed tighter about my throat. Not even bubbles escaped my lips.

My heart hammered. Black spots appeared about my vision. A lethargy descended on me.

My thoughts grew sluggish as my lungs burned. Something shone bright above. I reached up for it. So pretty. My body relaxed as it just grew easier to surrender.

Why fight?

Everything was slipping away. The world shrinking to pinpricks.

A humming sound pierced the water. It buzzed louder. A scream echoed through the water. The tentacles around me thrashed and convulsed. They released my throat. I didn't care. It was so peacefu

What are you doing? Halia demanded as she yanked her sword out of the dying ooze.

She thrust her left hand into the water and grabbed the front of Leo's robe. She hauled him out of the river. He sputtered for breath, his eyes fluttering beneath his lids. His body kicked as she dragged him to the shore.

He's the enemy. Let him drown!

She pushed him onto the shore, his head and shoulders. He shuddered, his body twitching. Lana landed, the lightning sprite grabbing him by the shoulders and dragging him the rest of the way out of the water.

"Duck!" she gasped, lightning crackling over her wings.

Halia did, falling to her knees in the water. It rose to her neck. The lightning bolt sizzled over the warrior's head and struck something.

A wet sizzle and then splashes. She turned around to see a melting ooze, the last one, vanishing into the river. The current washed her away.

"Thanks," Halia said, her voice tight.

"You're welcome," Lana said. "I mean, you did save Leo. Thank you for that."

Halia nodded. She didn't understand it. If he had died, it would be one less dungeon builder to threaten the world. And yet he had fought to protect the women.

They had all escaped now, being escorted back by the men. A few had even grabbed the wounded men, dragging them to get help.

One of the satyrs stumbled blind on the other side of the river until she was feathered with crossbow bolts. The other lay beneath the wildhound. She vanished into the brush.

Moans came from the last. Halia blinked at what the succubus was up to.

"Thanks," croaked Leo. "You saved me."

"We all make mistakes," Halia muttered.

He burst into laughter like that was the funniest thing he had ever heard. She frowned at him as she stood up on unsteady legs. He looked out at the river, seeing that they had won. They had driven back the other dungeon builder's minions.

"Why did you do it?" she asked him. "Are you thinking of conquering Astovin? Is this just you defending what you think is yours?"

"Fuck, no," he said. He nodded across the river to the villagers. "It was protecting them. Those helpless women. That cocksucker sent his monster girls to kidnap them. That's not right. Not fucking right at all."

Halia believed him. She didn't know what to make of this evil man. He didn't act like any of the dungeon builders she had ever heard of. But he had power.

He had two glyphs, which meant he had killed another dungeon builder. The Dark one, she guessed, who had started operating in this area until he'd gone silent.

"What do you plan to do next?" Halia asked him.

"That's a very good question," he said then frowned. "What is Garnet doing?"