There were precious few seconds for Kaden to comprehend what was transpiring. With a strong arm, Lyla pushed him back like winds from a desert storm. The princess then stood between him and the demon slithering down the wall from where it had anchored its claws onto the ceiling.

Black wings fluttered while it clung to the rocks with the underside of its scaled and serpent like body. Its torso, however was one of a naked, if not grotesque, woman. Kaden only stole fleeting glances at it, heeding the princess's prior admonition to not look directly at it.

It dropped to the ground with a thud. Rising up, it stood nearly ten feet tall with another ten feet of tail trailing behind it. The posture it struck displayed a hole laced with tentacles just below the somewhat human like portion of its body. Near what would have been a normal woman's crotch, it writhed and oozed a thick white fluid from the hole.

"That's a succubus?" Kaden gulped.

"I told you not to look at it!"

"I'm trying not to," Kaden explained, as his weapon was now ready. But he struggled to avert his eyes. He immediately noticed the princess was not obeying her own advice. "Why are you looking directly at it?" he asked.

"Because I'm not a man." She pushed him behind her. "Its demonic wiles won't work on me."

The creature hissed and shrieked, while a forked tongue lashing out from between lips and the jagged teeth behind them.

"I don't think I'd be tempted to do anything other than kill it," he said. "That thing's hideous."

"Trust me, if she locks eyes with you? You'll be climbing her belly trying to fuck her."

"I disagree, but I'll take your word for it."

"Good thing. You should learn to do that often." The demon woman screeched again, her mouth extending wide enough to swallow a man whole as her jaw unhinged. And then a rumbling. "I'll take care of her, you take care of them."

"Them?" Kaden turned to the sound shaking the Abyss. Four mammoth Greater Koronai charged out of the distance and towards them. "Shit."

Each about two-thirds the size of the Night Terror, the demons wailed their four arms about and resembled the bulls Kaden had once seen in the livestock pens. Only these creatures were on two legs and ran like enormous men. Each hand ended in three clawed fingers while razor spines ran up the backs of their arms.

Kaden lost track of what Princess Lyla was up to and braced for the onslaught coming down upon him like an avalanche. Just as she had said they would, the demons immediately used their numbers to their advantage. To his surprise, however, Kaden found himself handling the otherwise dire situation very well. His his body was churning and defending against blow after blow, playing on the momentum each of the beast's hurled upon him, his mind was working through its own machinations.

The entire battle became like a mathematical equation to him. A very complex one, with ever changing scenarios rolling in and out of his thoughts as everything remained fluid. If one of the demons attacked from his left, his mind calculated almost instantaneously the odds of a dozen possible counters. Everything from parrying the blow to which way to dodge. Kaden felt as if he didn't need to control anything.

Within the first few seconds, he'd already dispatched one of the Greater Koronai, severing two flailing limbs with Rage fueled strength and nearly decapitating it with sprays of thick ichor. Although it struggled to continue fighting, the monster was quickly succumbing to its devasting wounds, leaving Kaden with only the three to deal with.

It soon became obvious to him that the one he killed was purposefully sacrificed by the others. And he wondered if it had known or realized that. Or if it even cared.

The remaining trio were inherently more formidable, and less easily subdued. Still, Kaden fought them to a standstill. It was as if he were fighting six in all with the number of arms he was forced to contend with while each took turns trying to gore him.

Periodically, Kaden checked over his shoulder on Lyla's progress. She was like a whirlwind against the succubus. But the she-demon was formidable in her own right.

Like streaking bolts of skyborne lightning across the night sky during the brief rainy season, the Koronai she squared off against was here, then there, then everywhere. Very much moving like a serpent. And still the princess matched her speed and ferocity without a drop of essence in her.

But Kaden could never watch her for very long, lest the Koronai against him would gain an advantage. He separated his spear into its two halves and, with a weapon in each hand, the savagery of his assault increased. Kaden kept one of the four armed behemoths in front of him at all times. While the other two were on either side. But he never let one get behind him. Even as they tried to, he countered them to prevent such.

Kaden blocked, stabbed, and sliced as the ever changing pulse of the battle dictated. He landed blows, although none remarkably fatal. But each was adding up to a slow and painful defeat for the demons. None of them could touch him. His mind was too focused and too calculating.

He lost track of what the princess was doing, only knowing her battle continued from the wails of the succubus and her strained grunts from every attack sustained only by her own talents.

The bladed half of the Rohs Fang took a demon's arm, while the forked end skewered another in the leg. Kaden ripped it free, whirled, and thrust the blade into the latter's abdomen, drawing a guttural shriek from the depths of its menacing maw. The young Karo Shar did not stop.

Soon, one of the demons was down, hobbled by a gash across its leg that severed tendon and muscle. The wound was severe enough that no force of will would allow it to stand again. Kaden finished it by stabbing it through the base of its skull where head met spine. But not before relieving another of the remaining Greater Koronai of two of its arms.

Before finishing the wounded Koronai now at half its number of arms, Kaden took out the other, piercing the forked end of his weapon into its skull. He twisted, and with muscles stoked on emotions, the demon's head sundered and sprayed black everywhere.

The last of his opponents, the Koronai missing two arms was easy enough for him to defeat now that it was alone. It didn't even try to run away. Retreat was nowhere upon its mind. It just kept coming at him with a singular focus. And when the demon was dead, Kaden finally realized the extent of the devastation he had wrought.

Breathing heavy, the four dead Koronai were stacked haphazardly partly on top of one another with their severed bits scattered. They laid like a wall of demonic flesh bisecting the cavern. Kaden, in that moment, felt as though he had been trained for this his whole life. Even though he hadn't. And his body wanted more. More combat. More death.

Startled by a light touch on his shoulder, Kaden wheeled about and was ready to fight his next foe. But when he turned, all he saw was Lyla. She was covered in ichor, the dead succubus crumpled in a heap of flesh and scales and black goo.

"Impressive," she said, hardly startled by his aggressive posture towards her. "I wasn't expecting a succubus to join in the fray, and you to have to handle all four Greater Koronai by yourself."

Kaden's breathing became more regular, but still deep and heavy. He stayed his weapon, reattaching both ends with a click. "Well, I see you took care of yours."

The Karo Shar expected some sort of admonition or least harsh advice from the princess regarding what they had just done. He wasn't ready for her to take a firm grip on his cock through his urk and leap on top of him and smother him in passion.

"Princess?"

"Shut up and fuck me. Like you fucked me in the training arena." Lyla was stripping off her silks and bearing her body for him while raising his urk above his waste. Without waiting for his approval, she shoved his rock hard manhood into her and started gyrating with moans of pleasure.

Kaden reciprocated.

"What if more Koronai come?" he asked while they slopped in the demon blood soaking the stone and embracing her passion with his own.

"Then we'll kill them," she said with pleasurable groans that in intensity along with her passion. "And then we'll fuck atop their corpses as well."