"AND FINALLY FOR OUR GRAND PRIZE OF THE AUCTION TONIGHT", the Slave Master shouted loudly enough for his voice to echo above ground.
The curtains behind him on the stage pulled back to reveal a beautiful elf, she was the standard height of elves at six foot and had a slender frame, her skin was shiny and very smooth. They had her wearing a thin white gown that revealed much of her figure.
She had two shining hazel eyes and long, lush blonde hair down to her waist as she struggled against the chain locking her hands together. She was being led on by two Slave Knights in black armour.
Seeing her, the crowd full of nobles went mad, some jumping up high so the Slave Master could see their bid from the excited crowd. Fat pigs eyed her up for their fantasies, to egotistical nobles looking to flaunt her around in the courts of the Capital.
Liza saw their behaviours and her fists tightened. The anger inside her was boiling. She wanted to bathe in their blood right now. Her hate for humans was indescribable…Then she turned to her silent lord, who watched the crowd below calmly, but her eyes widened when she gazed into his violet draconic eyes that sent an instinctual fear into her that played more into her beastly side.
'The demonic energy, it's pouring out of them…', Ali thought, watching a purple and black mana leaving the nobles' bodies and flying in two different directions, one up to the VIP room the priest was in and the other was down through the ground of the auction.
'Does he know there's a second demon? Are they working together?', Ali thought as he closed his eyes and they returned to their human form.
"ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND GOING ONCE", the Slave Master barely announced the bid before another trumped it.
"FOUR HUNDRED THOUSAND", another shouted, meanwhile the elf looked at the humans before her in horror.
'Spirit of the Forest, save me, please, please, I can't fall into their hands…', she prayed and tried to connect with her spiritual powers, but a red engraving on the chains lit up, and her connection was blocked right away.
In the VIP room of the viscount, his son was nearly going to fall over from the edge of the room, staring at the elf. His mouth was drooling with what he could do with her.
He was about to raise his hand and bid over a million gold coins for the elf, but then….
SLAM
The door to the room smashed open, and two young knights rushed in, breathing heavily. Their faces were pale with fear and anxiety as they looked at the viscount, who frowned at them, and his stare was sharp.
"WHAT HAPPENED?", the viscount asked the two knights he had guarding his bastard son.
"He's….Kidnapped…He was kidnapped, we don't know what…", before one of them could speak properly, an air pressure slammed into him, sending him crashing into the stone wall of the corridor. His armour broke apart immediately from the hit, and he could feel a crack in his spine.
UGH UGH UGH UGHHHHHH
He couldn't breathe as he struggled against the pain and tried looking up, only to see the viscount flash down the corridor at impossible speed, a group of knights following him, leaving his son alone in the VIP room, looking flustered and confused.
"Hey, what is going on?", the heir asked the knight with a broken spine, only to get a pained grunt in return.
"Useless…", the heir said before he kicked the knight in the head, but he was so pitifully weak that the knight barely felt the hit.
"Now", Ali said and snapped his fingers. His Force sense had seen what just happened with the viscount.
In the darkness of the night, above the city and hidden in the darkness, a gigantic dragon head with thick black scales and demonic violet eyes opened its massive maw, and its frightening rows of sharp fangs were out in the open.
ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR
A thunderous roar echoed in the city, sending jolts down everyone who heard it, their hearts gripped by an instinctual fear that this monster was born with.
Inside the auction, everybody froze as the roar echoed in here more than outside. Sweat trickled down their foreheads, and their hearts gripped and beat quicker.
"What was that?"
"Did you hear that?"
"What beast could produce such a horrible roar?"
"Darling, let's get out. I'm scared."
The crowd was slowly getting out of control, and the slave master looked to his assistants at the edge of the stage, but they just shook their heads.
Below them in the darkness of the dungeon, more than twenty demi-humans carrying swords rushed down the corridor where they found humans preparing the slaves to be sent to their buyers.
"Kill them," Bona said, her body glowing with her aura, and those behind her followed suit as they rushed at the slavers and their knights. The battle wasn't even close as Bona and her fighters outnumbered them and were stronger.
Back in the auction…
"Everybody calm down. I can assure you…Everybody is safe—"
STAB
The auction froze as everybody's eyes were fixed on the Slave master who was now dangling in the air with blood squirting everywhere from him. As in his stomach, the tip of a white fang was exposed. He was gored from a fang that was born from his shadow, and now he hung in the air like meat in a butcher's shop.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAH
RUUUUUUUUUN
The crowd went mad as white fangs popped out all around them, some cutting their limbs off and some stabbing people from their crotch and ripping their bodies in half down the middle. Knights couldn't do anything as the fangs appeared out of nowhere and cut through their armour like it was made of paper.
Up in the VIP rooms, the mage tower's principal looked at the scene with wide-opened eyes, and yet he didn't sense mana at all, demonic or otherwise.
"What's happening?", the elf on stage looked at the crowd getting butchered from massive fangs as they rushed up the narrow exit and even trampled on each other, some dying from getting crushed under the weight of others.
She slowly turned to her sides where the two knights that were holding her chain clutched the fangs that tore through them trying to free themselves with their aura, but the moment they used their aura four more fangs extended from their shadow and ripped them to pieces, leaving them hanging in the air. The auction had turned into a hell of monstrous fangs, punishing the sinful humans.
Except this wasn't judgment of sinners but just the powers of the most sinful of them all walking down the dungeons where the demi-humans were gathering all the slaves, human or otherwise, cutting their chains and giving the warrior slaves weapons.
Wherever Ali passed, they paused their work and bowed to him. Bona saw him and smiled, but then she felt this authoritative air around him and bent her knee to him as he walked past her further down the dungeons.
Along the way, he unlocked the engraved chokers of the warrior slaves, freeing them by only using his Force to mechanically unlock the chokers as if the master key was used.
"Come to me."
"Free me."
"Yes."
"Closer."
"Closer."
"I can hear you."
"You're so close."
"Save me."
Ali stepped down to the deepest level of the dungeons where the cells were empty now except for one. They had moved the demon down here for some reason, maybe it was the demon's own doing to be moved down here.
Ali walked up to the cell. He heard this charming and lustful woman's voice in his head all the way down.
The moment Ali stood before the bars of the cell, his cock went hard and his hormones acted up again. He was insanely horny and could feel a strong urge rise up his body.
He looked inside the cell to see the same old rags covering someone sitting at the far end of the cell.
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