"Let's just say I have my connections. And those connections are... currently looking for you." Mirellia replied, "So, what's your reply then? Stay here like a caged bird, or try and soar through the open skies?"
"Heh, you're so cruel." He grins. "While you were knocked out, I got a lead on our contact." He changes the subject, as Trista begins to eat the tasty, though unremarkable meal. "He's up at the Passiflora. Apparently he helps them get various things inside the building without the guards noticing, through the sewers."
She looks a little nervous, before pulling Mirellia up from a box after pretending to saw her in half. The routine ends with the two women pressed close together, chests touching and faces close enough for Saira to whisper inaudibly to anyone else. "How would we go about it?"
Thieves - of course, people who supplied him the facility would know how to enter. "A polite thing would be not to interrupt during the climax." Lutz said as he speed up his thrusts. "And yes. I am actually sane enough to be wary of her revenge." He said as he pulled her hair, "That, and I dislike inquisition as a whole. Now, what brings you here? Come to clean up?" He pinched blue-haired woman's nipples, making her moan.
"That friend of yours that brought me here, he's with me. So now we just need to take care of the guards, and make sure they don't make a loud noise." Mirellia whispered back, "So, how about you ask them to volunteer. If all of them get close enough, I can deal with them with my weapon"
As he fucks her, the priestess begins to perk up a little bit, moaning and screaming as she regains some of her strength. The dwarf approaches. "The boss wanted me to come back, see if you were willing to spill the beans on what she told you."
She looks puzzled as to how Mirellia got her manager on board, but nods, striding up to the guards. "Alright boys! I'm doing an audience participation bit for my next act. Any volunteers to help me rehearse?" Giving lecherous looks, the guards all approach.
"That is what I figured out already." Trista said eating meal. "Most of important building in this city are connected to server. We may need some magic or explosion to make passage, because shiting holes isn't too big."
Lutz grins, enjoying the priestess reaction. He puts his arm around her neck, choking her a little, but not too much. His other hand travels between the woman's tights and starts teasing her. "We have already been through that. What changed?" He turned to the dwarf curiously.
Gustav thinks. "I think we can both make bombs, but I'm not sure the ones we use to blow up Nekker nests will be enough to destroy the bricks and stone of a gangster's vault. I've been thinking of some alternatives, and I came up with: The squirrels, one of the other gangs, or a sorcerer."
“I've imagined a lot of things – can't remember them all...” Varrin did not say more, not wanting to ruin the moment, instead letting Isabella have her fun – she probably needed it.
The priestess' cunt grows tighter around his length, giving Lutz the idea that the choking isn't something she's against, as the dwarf shrugs. "Who can say? Maybe this was the plan all along."
Isabella continues to tease her brother for a few more moments, but clearly her lust has eroded her patience, and it's only a few moments before she moves down and takes his cock inside her. He feels her walls squeezing delightfully around his cock, as she begins to bounce up and down. "We'll, ooh, have to make it up to-ugh-Madeline when w-we rescue her." She moans loudly in pleasure.
Trista nod. " Squirrels are hard to find and quite expensive, other gangs are mean much more people and risk of betray and sorcerers are mostly brats and they would demand half of the profit. "She said and think. " But... These Isabella is the mage, isn't she? Maybe her magic will be strong enough? "
He nods. "She might be good enough, yeah." Gustav takes a swig. "If everything goes well, we might be able to escape back through the sewers before Reuven's men get down to the vault to check what happened.."
Varrin groaned in pleasure as his sister impaled herself on his cock, her pussy feeling incredible, even if it wasn't as tight as Angelica's ass. Thankfully he had already cum once, or else he would have been unable to last long. “I'm sure... ah... we'll think of... oooh... some way to make it up to Maddie... mmm... later. Right now it's... oooh... what you want that's important.” He reached with his hands and started fondling her ass, then thrust up, meeting his sister just as she was bouncing down and burying his dick as deep inside as he could. Then again and again, his thrusts matching Issie's movements almost perfectly. As he did so Varrin silently promised himself not to cum until his sister had climaxed again.
Isabella lays her hands on his chest as she lifts herself up and down on his cock, moaning as she does. Varrin feels himself draw near to orgasm, but luckily she doesn't use her magic on him, so he's able to last long enough to hear her cry out once more in orgasm.
"Yes... come a little closer." Mirellia cooed as she grabs the hem of her skirt, giving a slight glimpse of her erotic panties to the "volunteers." And as they all got within range, she raises it further, letting them see her lacy black thong. Before quickly drawing her stiletto dagger, using the sharp tip, and her masterful skill to slice all their necks in one swing.
Trista finished her meal. "Well, no matter what, we should wear a mask. Some of these thugs have good memory and I would like to not to be hunted by bounty hunter's when it will be over."
Brutish and simple, the guards grin as Mirellia shows off, raising their arms to grope and molest her body, and are entirely taken by surprise as her dagger flashes out. It takes them a few moments to die, but so immense is their confusion that they don't realise what happened, before they fall to the ground. Saira gulps, looking at the carnage.
