Anna was already creampied several times by both Friedrich and Heinrich.
She was laying on the ground paralysed and so were Friedrich and Heinrich but the only difference been that they were not paralysed but tired.
Friedrich said while breathing heavily, "Anna baby, you really are very delicious. "
Heinrich said breathing heavily, " Correct. Her asshole, it was worth it. "
And then, Friedrich's dick again started rising up.
He said with an evil tone, " It's time for the next round. "
Anna's cheeks were wet with her tears, she was sweating. She had not a single piece of cloth on her body. Most of her body was covered in the semen of both Friedrich and Heinrich and their semen was also leaking from her mouth and the both of the holes.
Friedrich rose up from the frozen ground and walked towards Anna.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her up.
His dick was poking against her big ass cheeks.
Heinrich also rose up and walked towards her mouth—grabbed her head and poked his dick on her lips.
Heinrich said, "Open your mouth pussy, Anna babe. Oh! my bad, I forgot that you are paralysed. "
He moved both of her index fingers and opened her mouth—forcefully pushing his dick inside her mouth.
The tears again started flowing and here Friedrich, he was fucking her in her asshole.
"Even after fucking your asshole multiple times, it's still hard. ", said Friedrich while being in sexual pleasure.
The air around them was hot, hot from there body heat.
Friedrich's eyes were closed and then he slowly opened them and looked towards Heinrich.
His body started sweating vigorously and at that moment, he felt the true fear. He stopped thrusting, his eyes were widened.
Heinrich's eyes looked at Friedrich's facial expressions and he said, "What happened? Why are you acting like you saw the Magma Tyrant. "
Friedrich said with a scared voice, "Look behind.. "
But the voice was very slow.
Heinrich said, "Speed loud. "
And then, everything around Heinrich started rotating and it felt like to him that the body of Anna was coming close to his head.
His head striked the body of Anna and then rolled over to the ground.
He could see his own body—his body without the head.
The blood coming out of it in the form of fountain and behind his body was a being, a being made up of lava, wearing a brown headband with horns and with a sword made up of molten rocks and lava.
And then, that being disappeared and Heinrich's eyesight was gone.
His body first kneeled and then it fall on it's back on the ground.
Anna also fell on the ground as Friedrich already let go of her body and started running.
But there was no point, the sword already cut his body horizontally in two pieces from the waist—exposing his guts.
The blood came like a fountain and he—he also died there.
The Magma Tyrant looked behind towards the helpless and paralysed Anna.
It walked towards her and Anna, she already wished to die, she accepted her death.
The Tyrant was now behind Anna—it could see her naked body.
The tyrant was holding the sword with it's right hand and then it extended it's left hand towards Anna and her body started glowing.
A layer of lava covered her body and slowly changed to clothes.
The gown was crafted from layers of molten lava-red fabric, its surface alive with shifting patterns of smoldering orange and ember-gold, as if heat itself were trapped within each fold. The bodice fit close to the body, sculpted with dark brown, rock-like accents, resembling cracked volcanic stone that had cooled against fiery skin.
Long, flowing sleeves fell from the shoulders, their edges trailing like streams of glowing magma, deep crimson melting into blackened bronze at the hem. Intricate designs etched across the fabric glowed faintly, like veins of lava glowing beneath a crust of scorched earth.
The skirt draped to the floor in heavy, elegant layers, each one textured with the look of molten rock hardening mid-flow, dark fissures revealing a hidden inner light. At the back, a long mantle hung down in pointed panels shaped like cracked volcanic shards, the surfaces traced with faint, glowing runes.
The entire garment radiated a sense of smoldering heat and primeval power, as if it had been born from the heart of an erupting mountain.
And the paralysis, it was gone.
She stood up and looked towards the Magma Tyrant while crying.
The Tyrant grabbed her right hand using his left hand and even though it was made up of lava, Anna didn't feel any heat.
And then, they both disappeared from that room and the only thing remained there were the dead bodies of Friedrich and Heinrich