Shurry & Zald had left Orario, it was a sight that no one could have missed, provided they were close enough to see it in the first place.
"Hey, see that? Origin Wolf is on the move!"
"Hell yeah! He's fast, no monster could possibly take him down!"
"Nothing to fear with him on the case. Let's party!"
The citizens of Orario no longer bothered to care about the obvious looming threat of destruction above. No point in worrying, their best guy was on the case. A young Amazoness wearing a rather interesting purple dancer's dress, exposing quite a bit of her skin, while also accentuating her, well, everything…
"Now, I can finally search for another man. The last one was painfully inept." She grumbled, clearly full of sexual tension.
"Aisha, you have got to work on picking out the right guys, it takes practice."
"You say that as if you don't know why it's so hard to find a man in the first place. That last one said I'd enjoy it, but what the hell was he thinking with a bug bite like that."
"Well, at least he was cute, right?"
"Up until Phryme took him away. I don't even know if I should be glad, or mad about her stealing the man I found." Aisha shouted out, heaving with pent up tension. She was one of the many Amazoness that could not handle holding their urges at bay for long. "Ugh, I'm going to find a man tonight by any means! Even if I have to feel them up first, or test run them in the streets! I-I-I NEED IT!" She ran off into the crowd, feeling up men left and right, seeing if they had the stuff.
"Damn, she's got it bad."
"She has been holding back for the last two months. It was getting so exhausting to hear her complaints, that I almost offered myself, just to shut her up."
"Oh, if you're offering, I'll eat you up, how do you want it? Rough? Hot n' Heavy? Pelvic cracking? Or…" Samira nibbled on Tammuz's ear. "The legendary ball draining technique?"
"You should know better than anyone, I can't get it up for anyone without our Lady Ishtar." He replied coldly. "I was only joking before. I'm still shocked though, how could she manage that long stretch of time? None of you have."
"And how do you know?"
"Because I have ears…"
"Ugh, and that's not enough to get you hard? Damn it, that charm must be brainwashing or something… You've got me all riled up now too damn it!"
"Just tell me what her reason was for what was clearly torturing herself for 2 months."
"Will you let me break your pelvis?"
"Ask Lady Ishtar, I only follow her commands."
"Then I'm not going to tell you. Only that it has something to do with that new hero of ours."
"He is of similar age, and healthy beyond measure…" He thought. "That explains a lot. Very well, have fun with your feast of men out there. I'm off to see our Lady Isthar." Tammuz left, walking proudly, knowing that even Phryme wouldn't dare to lay a finger on him. He was safe here, in this familia.
"He's always so damn annoying. Want to tag team him?"
"You want to fuck him out of spite? You're insane. Lady Ishtar would charm us for sure."
"Like she hasn't already done that. Oh well, I guess we should get going before Aisha finishes the whole meal without leaving us a taste."
…
Aboard the Tsugunai while Heith was slowly recovering her mana, leading to the five people receiving treatment from the other healers aboard the deck. Riveria had practically depleted all of her mana reserves, and been engaged in direct close combat for the remainder of their battle, thus her injuries were extensive. The Gulliver brothers had been pushing harder than they ever had before, only Grer managed to speak…
"Finn… Send more now." Grer coughed up a terrifying amount of blood, despite the healing magic being used on him.
"What? They're both level 6, they should be fine."
"NO! LISTEN DAMN IT!" He continued coughing up so much blood he was about to pass out from sheer blood loss. "The monsters they…" He passed out.
Riveria finally got healed enough to just barely manage half broken speech again, through her body's constant screaming. She spit up a ball of blood to clear her throat first. "Finn, the monsters were growing. Some are nearing 7…" She passed out from the pain.
"Allen, Bara, go now. Ottar get your equipment replaced and head out as well." Finn ordered with a half measure of panic. "I'll come in once I have a repaired spear."
Ottar was currently staring in the direction of the ruins. His gaze was sharp, and filled with unease. "No, I'm going now, you can bring the gear with you when you come to the front." Ottar said, and then turned as if something else caught his attention. "I don't want to be seen doing nothing when reinforcements arrive." He added under his breath, and left for the front, despite his half broken gear, kidnapping two of the healers as he left.
"What was that supposed to mean exactly?"
Someone on the lookout, having been trying to keep an eye on the situation over at the ruins, turned to look in the direction Ottar had, her eyes widening with an odd sense of ease and hope, but also abject terror. For the sight of something equally awe inspiring as it was terrifying had just come into view.
"FINN, Origin Wolf is nearly here!"
With those words, everyone's spine tingled with equal portions of relief and terror. Well, except for the Artemis familia, they felt nothing but relief, for if anyone could save their beloved goddess it would be him.
"I see, everyone, prepare your equipment! We're going in for another push."
Finn's desperation had no sense of reason behind it. Riveria, and thus the majority of the fairy force were out of commission, the Gullivers were hopelessly out of commission… And everyone's gear looked like it had been through hell and back. What was worse, there were numerous members of the initial strike squad who would still be covered in basically rags or tatters if not for being annoyed by the itch and thus opted to be nude instead.