Spoiler: Vladimir's Attack Roll D100: 27+15 (Land Combat)=42 Spoiler: Demon Attack Roll D100: 44 The moment Vladimir releases the grenade, he knows he's misjudged. Raising a gauntlet to protect his face, he's able to protect himself from shrapnel, but the shockwave of the blast was closer than he'd thought, and makes him unbalanced. Then, the creature slams into him, mounting him and moving to claw at his face.
Elena quickly contacts the fleet and informs them of the situation. She authorised the dispatch of additional craft to aid against terrorists. After that, she tries to check what the situation was - were there any other attacks.
Arnolf shrugs. "Some witch man. Found him unconscious on a planet during our most recent raid. Fried two of my boys with his magic shit when he woke up." The slaver grunts. "Was gonna kill the kid, but I remembered that you wanted psionics." I picked the wrong planet to raid. As I was about to start my business, these slaver bastards started shooting the planetary defences from orbit. Knocked me out before I could fight back. The man looks up, seeing her out the window. Too bad there's a psionic blocking barrier between us, or else you could share in this one's fun. He slaps the ass of the woman he's fucking.
Thrax answers before too long, promising to launch fighters. Looking through local reports, she finds that there's been two more attacks, an explosion, and a group of armed men fighting imperial guard troops.
Seeing the reports, Elena ordered reinforcement to both locations. She also ordered two squads of her loyal guards to meet here. Without proper protection, it was senseless to search for Emperor... especially with an unknown sorceress.
"I see." Vizelle grins, Then, how about we have some fun then? She teased, "Is there a private room here? Bring him there." She asked Arnolf, grinning as she looked at the slave through window. Try not to kill anymore of my men. Otherwise, I will have to dispose of you myself. She then walks to the room she had prepared.
The reinforcements are quickly dispatched. It doesn't take too long for her guards to arrive, as Sister Ferz ordered them to deploy as soon as word of the attack arrived at the dreadnought. "Sister superior!" She exclaims, arriving with two squads of armed nuns. "We got here as soon as we could, are you hurt?"
The man enters the private room after a few minutes, shoved in by slaver guards. "Assholes..." He mutters, before looking at Vizelle. "Now, what have we here?" Spoiler: Slave's Telepathy Roll D100: 86 Spoiler: Vizelle's Defence Roll D100: 66+20 (Telepathy Skill)=86 Vizelle feels the man's psionic power entering her mind, slowly tearing down her mental defenses. All too soon, she hears her own voice urging her to give in, to let him have control...
Elena smiled and shook her head. "Thanks to this person, no." She pointed at the sorceress. "What can you tell me about the situation?" She asked. "The contact through the terminal, those not give a full view. Do we know who attacked us and where the Emperor is?" She asked.
Ferz looks suspiciously at the sorceress, but says nothing. "No, ma'am. Nothing but speculation so far." The sorceress butts in. "I saw the emperor, briefly. He was being spirited away into the crowd by his bodyguards. I tried to pursue, but I lost them in the crowd, and I couldn't sense him because of his psionic blocker. He survived the attack, at least the one on the podium."
"Mmmh.... aaahn." Vizelle shuddered, smiling at him. For now, she lets him do as he pleases. Strengthening her inner defenses, to make sure there would be no permanent changes to her psyche. "Haah... wonderful." She hummed, "You seem to be out of work. And I just happen to be looking for psionics to add to my rank." She said as she stands up, only to start stripping down. Mm. For someone like him, he's probably never encounted another psionic before. She thought to herself, deciding to put on an act. "W-what!" And just before she fully stripped herself, Vizelle "regains" her senses, just enough to stop her hands.
Elena nodded. "Then the only thing left for us to do is to round up the terrorists." Elena said. The last thing she wanted to do, was to go on a goose chase, which would point attackers at the Emperor. "Let us move to the command centre. I need a better overview of the situation. Who is in command?" She asked.
Vladimir wrestled with the creature in an attempt to keep it from attacking while at the same time trying to throw it off of him so that he could regain his footing and attack again.
Vizelle feels herself assaulted by waves of pleasure. "Don't worry, this'll be the time of your life." The naked man smirks, sure that he's in control, and to his credit, he almost it. "No need to feel shy. Why don't you take care of yourself, while you explain your offer." He gestures to her.
"Lady Hersillia, the emperor's step-mother, has taken command from what I last heard." Ferz explains. Rushing back to the palace, Elena finds the command room crowded with military and political figures, as Hersillia barks commands.
Spoiler: Vladimir's Attack Roll D100: 49+15 (Land Combat)=64 Spoiler: Demon's Defence Roll D100: 44 Vladimir feels the whirring of air above him as the monster's jaw snaps at him, mere inches from his face, but in a flash he's worked the fingers of his gauntlets inside the ravenous demon's mouth, past the teeth, and forces it back. With a twist, he's able to use his superhuman vigor to toss the beast aside. With surprising agility for one so big, Vladimir jumps back to his feet, but the demon is no less agile, rising to its feet to snarl at him. Spoiler: Vladimir's Attack Roll D100: 92+15 (Land Combat)=107 Spoiler: Creature's Attack Roll D100: 86 The demon springs forth, impossibly fast. Vladimir's reaction is faster. He makes a simple movement, raising his arm, and stepping a few inches to the right, and the beast is decapitated on Vladimir's outstretched blade. Behind him, he hears the sound of metal on metal over the din, and realises that the demon lord is applauding. "Not bad, for an upjumped human." The commander stands out in the open, the demonic forces around him retreating back to the gate, but looks mockingly at the eternal warrior nonetheless. "Still, I wouldn't fancy your chances."
"Aahn! W-what is? B-bastard!" Vizelle's eyes widen as she strips down, before sitting on the bed. Spreading her stocking-clad legs to reveal her drenched, leotard covered pussy. "Mmh! T-this is." She moaned, her hands then start fondling her breasts, and rubbing her crotch. "Nnh! I-I want you, aahn, to work for m-mmh-me. A chance for you to, haahn, use your powers for something, haahn, other than yourself." She then followed his orders, masturbating as she explained, "Aahn y-your payment will be, mmh, depending on your results."
The young man chuckles, walking forward, cock standing erect. "Why wouldn't I want to use my powers for myself? They're mine, after all." He slides a hand through her hair and makes her look up at him. "Listen, what's going to happen is that you're going to order your men to let me go, and then I'll 'work for you' all night long. But first..." he slaps his cock against her cheeks. "Your men pulled me away from that slut before I'd finished with her. Time for you to make up for it."
"Aaahn. Mmmh." Vizelle moaned, breathing in his scent while her hands continued playing with her naughty bits. "N-no, you'll have to, aahn, give a better answer than that." She said, suddenly turning her head away from his cock. Yet, her erect nipples, and dripping wet cunt showed how much her body was yearning for him.
As they make their way to the palace, Elena tried to gather more information about the sorceress, starting with her name, then how she found herself there. Elena makes her way to the command room and tried to check what the situation was. She was content, to allow the Empress to take command.
