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Fan Fugger VS The Five Lust Demons

... hair move up and down in a silent acceptance.

Of course, it was the best idea. It would probably mean my death, but she would have a fighting chance to survive and maybe get out of here.

"I will count to three and then want you to let go, lady...1...2...3."

When she released on the count of 3, a cracking sound came from my back, and the lady fell on her stomach, still moving though, which is a good sign. While the block was heavy, I was surprised at how she managed to hold it up because it was heavy. She may have tits and ass, but from her body figure, it should have been more or less impossible to hold it up for more than a minute. I saw her lying on the ground on her stomach with a lot of wounds on her back, but there was still some movement from her, and when she was breathing, it was visible that her back was moving up and down.

"Can you move, lady?" I asked her.

Her right arm stretched out, and she slowly pulled herself out under the block to safety.

"Get out of here."

I noticed that she slowly got up with her skimpy dress and the red high heels she had on her. I stopped watching and focused on myself to try and hold on for the last minutes of my life. I heard the sound of the shoes for every step she took until, after a short moment, it stopped. Maybe she took her shoes off to walk more easily In the ruins. I turned and saw the sparkly green eyes looking at me. My breathing worsened when I saw her, and she only looked at me.

"W...Why the fuck ...

... are you not out yet. GET OUT!" I yelled at her and almost lost my grip on the ground momentarily.

She completely ignored my call to her. She laid on her back and pushed herself back under me, and I thought for myself if she just wanted to fucking die together with me now. She lifted her legs against the block and tried to push it up, but it only worsened. While the block went up a couple of centimeters, and because she couldn't hold it and released it right back, it hurt me even more.

"Please stop; something in my...back has cracked, which worsens it," I told her.

"B...But We need to try to get out of here!" She answered.

Didn't she give any second thought about this? It is impossible to move the block by ourselves. She lowered herself a bit and slipped further down, and her face touched my stomach. What the fuck was she trying to do. She was squealing earlier and crying for help; now, suddenly, she tries to be fucking brave and try to save us both instead of trying to just get the fuck out and forget about the whole situation.

There was a sound of something breaking above in the building, and I looked down at the lady, still trying to adjust herself. It sounded like something broke and was on its way down.

"Brace..." was the only word I managed to utter before something seemed to hit the block.

I looked down to check if everything was alright with the lady, but her whole face was covered in blood. Something had pierced me through my stomach, looking like a ...