Sex God Saga Ch. 36 - Sex Stories

Sex God Saga Ch. 36

... again, glinting with a new golden edge. It cut the imps like a water gun shooting cotton candy.

The arena was tightening its walls, trees stacking densely next to each other, but the foliage overhead was slow to fill in.

Xaphan had backed up from the collected crowd. He tore a bracelet off his wrist and threw it in the air. It dispersed into doves. A dozen of them, trailed by translucent afterimages.

They circled the nephil and he began to rise.

"My turn," Ace said and dropped his jacket. His black stringer top fluttered as wind emanated from his shoulders, a red aura running along his skin. His hair turned gold and crimson.

Bloomdancer Aaron had lent Earthweaver Ace his bound crane dragon Zhulong. Red tipped wings snapped from Ace's arms and lifted him into the air. He ripped through the doves with his dagger Blooddrop as a vengeful phoenix.

"Everybody on him," Sky yelled. "Clear shot."

Godrick and Sacred took position so none of their allies were behind Xaphan. The older redeemer held two ornamental revolvers, Sacred a shot gun.

The air rang with the gun fire as the arena closed overhead. Xaphan's flesh got tattered.

The nephile swiped with his arm and Theo got sand in his eyes -- or so it felt. By the noises he could hear, everybody was suffering the same fate. It wasn't safe to use guns like that.

Fulin in wolf-form and Mako in ice-shedding dog-form attacked by sound alone. Ace came from above with burning claws. Soul-Joined warriors were ...

... never in each other's way, moving like the limbs of a single person.

Theo could tell how they were doing -- and how Xaphan struggled under their assault to... pull something from his pocket.

"Get back," Theo shouted. "He's throwing something."

The mini-pack had realized it along with him and retreated. Xaphan let a jar burst on the ground and something like tar or molasses grew from the spot, spilling in amounts far beyond what the glass could have held.

"No clear shot," Sacred complained, rubbing at his eyes like everybody else, constantly blinking.

"I can," Ray said. Right, Ray Johnson was there, too, having stood behind a floodlight, camouflaged in all black leather. He sent his golden money idol, crackling with a trail of sparks. The monkey attached itself to Xaphan's head and zapped him, evading the nephil's large hands.

Keith rushed to the center of the arena. "Everybody! Look at me. Eyes open even if it hurts. Now!"

Theo forced his eyelids apart with cold fingers and his burning eyes calmed down. Mel's magic was removing the "sand".

The enemy shouted in some foreign language.

More Outsiders were called in, but without prepared vessels.

Theo's already racing heart sped up as he realized it was his turn.

Fulin, Ace and Mako made sure Xaphan had no way of getting a breather, assisted by Jun's sword-and-fist-wielding whenever he saw an opening.

Five wobbly shapes coalesced around the enemy.

"Ballari and Koo-eh," Sky said, hands raised, ...