Row after row of indoctrinated troopers emerge from the ship. As they move towards the city's defences, Vizelle's garrison, and disciples, open fire. Spoiler: Enemy Army Attack Roll D100: 88-15 (Vizelle's sabotage)=73 Spoiler: Vizelle's Army Attack Roll D100: 3+15 (Disciples)=18 The enemy begin to fall, slowed by Vizelle's natural trap, shot to pieces by marines and brainwashed corporate soldiers, and torn apart by psionics, but they keep on coming, an elite force, supported by tanks and gunships. They start to reach the city limits, and return fire, killing multiple marines.
The two women bow, before heading off. The admiral soon reports that he'll be along, one of Elena's servants asking exactly how she wants to receive him.
"Hmm." Vizelle sighed as she lost some soliders, she decides to focus the last of her energy to conjure another lightining strike to eliminate the enemy troops
Vladimir's head rolled backwards and he let out a groan of pleasure at the holy woman's ministration. "N-no Mother. Never..." He felt the cum in his balls aching for release and his cock twitched in her hand with need. His breathing grew rapid and shallow as she attended to him. "I-I'm getting close Mother..."
Spoiler: Combat Psionics Roll D100: 47+15=62 Spoiler: Enemy Attack Roll D100: 9 The enemy fight with unsurpassed bravery, but they can't stand up to the ruthless strikes from the sky. One by one, the enemy army is destroyed and incinerated.
"No, sweety, you'd never, you're a godly man..." She continues to worship his cock with her hands and tongue. "Now let it out, all over me, let me free you from the discomfort that ails you."
Once the enemy soldiers were taken care of, Vizelle orders her men to move in and collect everything they can use. She tells Jaya and her men to see if they can repair the downed ship.
The tanks and gunships are irreparably destroyed, but the downed soldier's guns are scavenged, and upon dealing with what remains of the attack craft's crew, Vizelle is informed that it's still in working order, though it'll need time in a proper dockyard for a true repair. (Vizelle gains Fast Attack Ship - Damaged)
"Wonderful." Vizelle hummed, "Now with that in order. Please send a message to the emperor. Tell him the planet is now ready for migration." She said to Iona, as she unhooks her psionics from the machine.
"Good." Vizelle nods, "Now if the consortium thinks of attacking again, they'll be making an enemy of the empire as well." She hummed, moving to the freight ship to check on Urik, and Wynne
Heading to the freighter, she finds that Urik is still unconscious, but Wynne has mostly recovered, looking up at Vizelle. "Mistress." She nods.
"Good to see you're doing well. I do hope you've learned your lesson?" Vizelle asked, grinning as she trails her finger along Wynne's cheek. Wanting to see the fiesty woman's reaction of her extremely sensitive body.
"Isn't it obvious? With full military honours. I want our soldiers standing attention and presenting their weapons for inspection. I will greet him with our officers." Elena paused. "How long before the admiral arrives?" She asked.
“It's fine, it's fine,” Eanne reassured her friend “this is why we're doing the lesson. Don't worry about the occasional mistake – it happens. I have stepped on enough foots when I was learning to dance too. Now, take a depp breath, calm down, and let's try again, shall we?”
"Right. Right." She nods. After a nervous start, she begins to ease into the movements, leaning against Eanne's body.
“Yes, like that... you're doing great... just stay calm and feel the movements...” Eanne offered some encouragement as they danced.
"Good." Vizelle grins, "Ah, but I am not a cruel mistress. So tell me, what is it your heart desires." She cooed, her finger moving to Wynne's chin, forcing her to lock eyes wit the sorceress.
