067 THE SECT MAGES CAME FOR HEAVEN'S STONES

067 THE SECT MAGES CAME FOR HEAVEN'S STONES

"It's progress although it's not easy to refill my lust", Leo replied.

"Don't worry we still have a whole night to do that", she replied.

The night became a fevered blur of bodies entwined, gasps and cries echoing in the dimly lit camp. By the time the sun rose fully, Leo's body was trembling with exhaustion, his breaths shallow and ragged.

Leo's Lust counters were filled to the brim.

"What the fuck was the orgy all about?" Leo asked Bara, still catching his breath from the ritual.

Princess Bara watched him with an amused smile, "What? You didn't realize?" she said, crossing her muscular arms under her naked chest.

"Our clans are composed entirely of women. We marry and fuck our women... but we share our cocks," she added.

Leo's jaw dropped. "What the hell do you mean by share?" he asked, bewildered.

Bara smirked, clearly relishing his confusion. "The only men in our camp are slaves," she explained. "They handle menial tasks for us and provide... sex. The Trial of Truth you just experienced? It's how we determine if captured men have cocks worthy to become our shared possession."

"So... that damn trial wasn't about getting fucking information out of me?" he asked, incredulous.

"We do get the truth, but it's also a test of endurance—to see if a man can handle satisfying our clan's needs. If they break too easily... well, they're not worth keeping around even if they are truthful."

"Fuck you," Leo spat, fury flaring in his eyes.

"You pass our Trial of Truth."

"For your information, I am not your fucking sex slave", Leo replied firmly.

"You were the one who asked for lust. You got what you wanted. What are you complaining about now?" she replied wickedly.

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The forest was eerily quiet when the alarm bells suddenly rang out, startling the warriors in the settlement. Something—or someone—had tripped their hidden wards in the forest.

"Your Highness!" A scout skidded to a halt before Princess Bara, her voice urgent.

"There are intruders. They're closing in on us."

"How many of them?" Bara demanded, worriedly.

"Ten mages," the scout replied, breathless. "And they are exceptionally powerful."

A tense silence fell over the camp. Bara's gaze swept across her warriors, each one bristling with unease.

"We can't possibly face such numbers."

"They're too strong."

"Then abandon the fucking camp and hide in the forest," suggested Leo.

Bara shot him a skeptical look. "And what of the stupid relic stones? Those rocks are too heavy to move quickly. We had to get the Kappa to haul them up from the river."

Leo gave her a reassuring smile.

"Leave that fucking hauling to me," he said with a nonchalant wave of his hand.

Suddenly, with a flash of light, the stones vanished.

The shaman gasped. "What sorcery is this?" she demanded, eyes wide.

Leo shrugged, "It's a little trick of mine. The stones are now safely stored within my magic storage."

Bara blinked in astonishment. "You mean... they're truly gone? Just like that?"

Leo nodded. "With the stones hidden away, the enemy will have lost their primary reason for coming here. They're after the relics, not you."

"But what if they come for revenge instead? We did attack their sect," the shaman asked, her voice troubled.

"They might," Leo conceded, "but if you put up a strong enough resistance, you could force them to retreat. They'll think twice about staying if they realize the stones are no longer here."

Bara's expression hardened. "Even so, how can we hope to fight against so many fucking mages of high tier?"

Leo magically drew out a small, ornate mirror with a shimmering surface.

"This," he said, holding it up, "is the Mirror of Gullee. It can channel the magic of a group of caster's blood, amplifying it into a concentrated beam of energy. The attack may kill a mage or two and let them think twice against continuing the fight."

The warriors murmured amongst themselves, awed by the artifact's potential.

Shaman, however, remained cautious. "And what's the cost? There's always a catch with powerful things like this."

Leo nodded, "You're right. The mirror's power is immense, but it comes at a high price. Use it too many times, and the backlash could harm your own people or kill them."

"Very well. We'll borrow your artifact, as a last resort," Bara said having no better choice.

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The air around the Amara settlement crackled with tension as several figures emerged from the shadows of the forest, approaching the gates with a predatory confidence. They were clad in dark robes, their eyes burning with malice.

At their head, a mage brandished a long, gleaming sword, pointing it at the gathered women.

"Return our relics to us," he demanded, his voice a chilling blend of fury and authority.

Princess Bara stood at the forefront, her expression hard as steel. "We don't have your damn relics," she spat back.

The mage's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

In response, another mage pulled out a magical compass—an artifact designed to track the relic stones they sought. The compass spun erratically, then stilled, its needle pointing nowhere.

"Ma-san," one of the mages reported with a frown, "the compass shows nothing. The stones aren't here."

Ma-san, the leader of the group, clenched his jaw. "Impossible. We followed that damned compass to this place."

"You're lying!" another mage snarled at the Amara clan. "You must have hidden them."

Princess Bara didn't flinch. "We handed the relics over to the emperor's navy. Their ship sailed not long ago. If you move now, you might catch them before they reach Port Sodom. But if you delay, those stones will slip into the hands of Koresh, lost to you forever."

The mages exchanged tense glances, their certainty was now shaken.

"It's possible they moved the relics while we were on our way here," one of them conceded.

"Those stones are far too heavy for these women to move quickly, they couldn't have brought them to this waterfall by themselves," another mage argued.

"They must have transported them to a ship that sailed away before our arrival."