The halls of the Fortress of Endless Heat echoed with a mixture of war cries, sultry moans, and the inexplicable honk of a squeaky toy. Sparkles and chaos filled the air. A dominatrix in chainmail lingerie flew past Henry's head, propelled by what appeared to be a rocket-powered chastity belt.
"WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!" screamed a Sister of Endless Heat, swinging dual dildonic sabers like a sensual Jedi.
Henry, still clinging to Seraphina's hand, ducked as a boomerang-shaped bra zipped past. "This is it. This is how I die. In a sex dungeon war with glitter in my armpits."
"Focus!" Seraphina yelled, pulling him behind a velvet-draped column. "We need to find Moistessa!"
As if summoned by the power of sweat and drama, a nearby wall exploded with a loud squelch. Moistessa strode through the steamy rubble like a shampoo commercial goddess, dripping with divine lubrication and rage.
"I TOLD YOU PEOPLE," she roared, her squirt staff glowing, "I DO NOT LIKE BEING IGNORED!"
