The night had swallowed the camp whole. Only a few scattered campfires still burned, casting shadows over the hardworking dwarves and orc guards. But high, atop the ruined tower where Kano stood, there was only silence.
He gazed at the horizon, where his journey would begin tomorrow. This was the last time he would see the camp in its current state. When he returned, it would be a city.
A gentle breeze whispered through the stone ruins, barely stirring his hair.
And then he heard footsteps.
Three.
He didn't turn immediately. He felt them before they came close.
Three completely different auras, three strong women. And tonight, they had decided to test his endurance.
—"You leave tomorrow," came Naira's voice, heavy with authority and... something else.
Kano slowly turned his head.
And for a moment, he felt that they were playing unfairly.
Naira. Her black dress clung so tightly that any movement could cause an accident. Her giant orcish breasts, large enough to rival his head, rose before him, and the slit in her dress revealed the contours of her muscular, powerful thigh. She looked utterly luxurious, combining strength and femininity in one striking image.
Lianel. Her elegant green dress seemed more restrained, but only at first glance. It fit so perfectly, highlighting the curves of her body, and with her long legs and slim waist, her substantial chest looked even more proportionate, though still massive for an elf.
Selina. She looked the most innocent... but that made her the most dangerous. Her white dress was light, almost transparent in the moonlight, and the soft fabric clung to her body in such a way that it was impossible to look away.
Kano understood what they had planned.
He smiled.
—"What are you up to?"
Naira stepped forward, now standing directly in front of him, towering over him with her chest at eye level.
He felt her warmth pierce the space between them, the faint scent of her skin mixing with the night air.
—"We just want to talk," she said, her lips curling into a daring smile.
Lianel moved closer, her graceful motion so fluid that the fabric glided over her body like a wave.
—"We don't want that," her voice was smooth, gentle... almost purring.
Selina stood opposite, hands clasped behind her back, her lips parting into a soft smile.
—"You're leaving us here. It's not fair."
Kano realized he was caught in a trap.
Three beauties.
Three different personalities, but tonight they were united in their intent.
He slowly rose, holding their gazes.
Naira took another step, her massive breasts now right in front of his face, and he felt their weight shift with the movement.
—"And what are you going to do about it?" Her voice was low, dangerous... almost challenging.
Lianel, with a slight smile, ran a hand over his shoulder.
—"We can convince you to stay."
Selina lightly bit her lip, lowering her gaze, but her hands easily slid over his wrist.
He was at the center of the game.
—"What if I refuse?" Kano narrowed his eyes, maintaining his composure.
Naira lightly traced a finger along his neck, leaning closer.
—"Refuse?"
Lianel lifted her chin, her breasts barely brushing his shoulder as she spoke.
—"Are you sure?"
Selina, like a playful spirit, circled him from the other side, her dress grazing his arm, leaving the sensation of her warmth.
—"We just want to spend one last night together," her voice was soft but laced with temptation.
Kano felt them closing in on him from all sides.
They weren't just talking to him.
They were hunting him.
And he was their prey.
But Kano smiled, feeling a thrill from the game.
He slowly raised his hand…
…and lightly touched Naira's chin, making her freeze for a second.
He looked into Lianel's eyes, his gaze piercing through her cold elven grace.
He barely brushed the tips of his fingers across Selina's wrist, making her flinch slightly.
Only after that did he sigh and step back.
Silence.
Naira narrowed her eyes, but her lips curled into a playful smile.
Lianel smiled at the corners of her mouth, her eyes gleaming with cunning.
Selina barely paused her breath but didn't look away.
Naira leaned in a little closer, and quietly, almost silkily, whispered:
—"We're waiting for you in the tent."
Lianel gracefully turned, her skirt flowing with the movement.
Selina ran her fingers along his arm one last time, then, along with her friends, slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving Kano standing on the tower.
Kano exhaled slowly.
"Those little devils…"
From the forge, an explosion of curses was heard, and Kano chuckled.
Tomorrow, the new battle would begin.
The darkness had already swallowed the camp. The girls had vanished in the direction of the tent, leaving Kano standing on the tower, staring into the distance.
He still felt the warmth of their touches, still heard Naira's soft, silky voice:
—"We're waiting for you in the tent."
But he didn't move.
Instead, he continued to gaze at the mountains.
They lay in the distance like the giant backs of ancient beasts sleeping under the cover of night. But Kano felt… something different.
And at that moment, he heard footsteps behind him.
—"Oh-oh," came a familiar voice. "I see you're having an interesting evening."
Kano didn't turn, he just smiled lightly.
—"Did you see them?"
Elgot Belatras stepped closer, stretching his back with a crack before leaning on the parapet next to him.
—"Saw them," his voice was a bit drowsy, tinged with alcohol, but his eyes still gleamed with alertness. "And I'll tell you, boy… they're definitely up to something."
Kano only smiled, not contradicting him.
Elgot sighed, pulled a metal flask from his pocket, took a swig, and then shifted his gaze to where Kano was looking.
To the mountains.
His face changed instantly.
His eyes narrowed. The smile disappeared.
He squeezed the flask in his hand.
—"Something wrong?" Kano asked, watching his reaction.
Elgot remained silent.
He was staring at the black silhouette of the mountains, as if trying to see something through the darkness.
The air around them seemed heavier.
Kano felt something had changed in the mage's aura.
Elgot slowly exhaled.
—"I don't know…" he spoke softly, almost whispering. "But there… there's something."
Kano tilted his head to the side.
—"Maybe it's just your fear of debts?"
Elgot shot him a glance, snorted, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.
—"Oh, boy…" he shook his head. "If only. Debts aren't that scary."
Kano felt that Elgot wasn't joking.
Even his voice didn't sound the same as usual.
Elgot raised his hand, trying to feel something in the magical field around the mountains.
His fingers barely twitched, then he quickly pulled his hand back as if burned.
—"Something wrong?" Kano asked again.
Elgot remained silent for a few more seconds.
Then he slowly turned his gaze back to him.
—"Tomorrow, we'll find out."
Silence.
Only the wind howled through the ruins, as if warning them about something.
Kano looked at the mountains once more.
He didn't know what awaited them there.
But he felt that Elgot wasn't wrong.