Chapter 15
Cavern Jungle
Cycle 6002.647.02.00M
The lizard-peoples battle had gone from being victoriously in the tidy up stage, to precariously close to defeat, in almost the blink of an eye. Mean was still solidly pinned to the dead king chicken-beast. Things only got worse after the war-cry and the horns of the followers of Tleit had sounded. Rods and spears rained down on the lizard-men.
With the volley completed, the followers of Tleit were now happy to wait at the top of the crater. Firing their weapons took energy, so they were comfortable recharging where they were. To most they would have looked a strange sight in their wooden armour.
About half of the remaining lizard forces had been hit with these projectiles. A few stray ones had hit chicken-beasts, but they were now a problem again.
Nyoma was okay for now. She kept a slower pace so that the new bodyguard could keep up. She was getting used to her new form and could easily take care of the more basic types of chicken-beast. The rest of the time she would run for the cover of her bodyguard.
It turned out that the giant lizard-man was called Sihric. He easily smashed the stronger chicken-beasts till their lights went out as he put it. She had never met him before because he was in the elite section of the lizard-person tribe. But the two comfortably worked together carving a path of destruction through the battle.
Sihric called to her slightly out of breath. She finished off a small beast and headed back to him. He gestured and pointed out that her mate needed help. Mean had a couple of chicken-beasts to fight while still being pinned to the corpse of the king beast.
He pointed out now that the blessing had taken him, he was always fighting a monster to stay in control. If the pain of being pinned was not dealt with, Sihric doubted he would last in mind or soul. He asked her if Mean’s friends could bring him back if the blessing had taken hold.
Nyoma smiled and said they definitely could. He had been brought back before.
In that case Sihric politely asked to be introduced once they had saved Mean and found victory in the battle.
Nyoma was happy to agree. Gil especially would be fascinated to see Sihric. She headed for Mean clearing some of the small fry to open up the giants path.
Even with there pace and determination it didn’t look like they were going to make it. Mean was agitated and a couple of bigger beasts had seen that the small beasts now stood a chance against him. They leapt at Mean claws flying, keen to kill the troublesome creature.
With almost a roar Mean leapt and the corpse acted as a pivot so that he was flung behind it. He landed in a handstand and pushed away tearing himself of the barbed spear with another almost tortured howl.
Nyoma looked at Sihric relieved, but he shook his head. He said it might just be the creature acting now. He told he to follow his lead. He slowed his pace to a jog and presented his forearm.
Whether curious or Mean acting from just below the surface, the creature put it’s limb up. Again the giant tucked his arm under and turned it into the shoulder bump greeting. He held the creatures arm and talked calmly asking if he was okay. As he talked Sihric pulled out a flask and gave it to Mean.
The creature carefully tasted the drink, then quickly downed the rest of the flask. Nyoma returned and put her hands on Means back. She asked what Sihric had given him. The muscles above her eyes shot up when he responded.
Sihric had given him jaba booze. He responded that it was the only thing he had that could help with the pain. Hoping to change the subject he pointed out the Means wounds were healing well, as he was more like them compared to people without blessing. She checked and indeed both points had some sort of hardened gum like substance sealing them.
Pointing out a cave to regroup at, Sihric refocused on the battle and jumped into an approaching wave of beasts. With numbers crowding in, speed wasn’t so necessary. The shock-wave of Sihric smashing the creatures at the front caught, the more nimble that had dodged and there was soon another pile of creatures with no light left in them.
Nyoma had sliced away at the other beasts in the immediate area and was worried about how Mean was moving. He looked unstable and stiff. A fast beast flew at him before she could react.
She needn’t have worried. Almost falling over, Mean kept his torso stiff and sliced the creatures undersides open. It collapsed as it hit the ground and there was no need to finish it off as death was already close. Since neither of them had made any show of moving Mean found some brains to snack on. Nyoma laughed and got a smile from Sihric.
They moved slowly at first, making sure Mean could keep up. He not only kept up but would assist those off their route then awkwardly catch up. As Nyoma increased the pace to suit Sihric, Mean tightened his radius of assistance.
They were still baffled by his tactics. After a while Sihric noticed Means movements were working because they were keeping his torso stable. Since they had never seen a fighting style like it they gave impressive desciptions to others when they first recalled the events. He was like a tree falling over in the wind, only for it to turn into a tornado and so the tree spun.
When almost at the cave they had to wait for Mean he got caught up in a brawl of reasonable size and was going on a spree of pulling out rods from wounded lizard-people. The lizards were not the most appreciative of his intervention.
In the meantime it gave Sihric a chance to pass on reassurance that this was of Means mind. The movements and thinking were not that of those he had seen taken by their blessings. His mind at least must not be too far below the surface. Nyoma smiled again.
They quickly bounded up the slope as they made it to the far side of the cavern. The creature followed confused as they checked out a couple of caves. Once they found one they liked, Sihric said that he would stand guard and wished that the spirits of the old God would guide them.
The creature followed Nyoma back into the cave and Mean was about to leave when it couldn’t find any brains to snack on. Instead Nyoma grabbed above it’s claw and pulled it towards her. She ran her free hand down the damaged chest.
She almost worried for a moment, what if the creature wasn’t interested or couldn’t mate with her? She pushed the thoughts from her mind and focused back on the creature in front of her. While you could see little in it’s expression, it was definitely now focused completely on Nyoma as compared to finding brains to eat.
All traces of agitation had disappeared from the creature and it watched Nyoma till she was close and then felt her body pressing into him. She nibbled on his neck and chest carefully. Then she stepped back. The creature was then pulled towards her as she backed up against a wall and place a claw over her armoured breast.
Then she waited.
The creature lent in and caught Nyomas bottom lip lightly between its teeth. Then it leaned back to admire the lizard-girl. This time its teeth gently found their way down the side of her neck and then it clasped her other hand and again used it’s teeth to examine her fingers.
Aware of her duty Nyoma unzipped her pants and waited for the barrage that whispers had said would follow.
The creature instead went back to examining her lips with it’s teeth, almost as if trying to decide which one tasted better or created more excitement. This brought a much better reaction from the lizard-girl.
It scraped its claw down the armour, to what seemed to be the right level that she would feel it but still be protected. The claws traced down the covered lower part of her neck, over her collar bone, over her breast and down her torso.
He repeated this several times and enjoyed that this was clearly not she was expecting. As the claws traced their way down her body again this time she was more used to it. It was delighted that the lizard-girls breathing quickened even more when she noticed a penis she would expect from something like the pack animals in their village.
The creature enjoyed taking her hand and placing it on the object of her curiosity. It then went back to exploring with it’s teeth and claws. Nyoma was forced to forget what she thought she knew about chakranda and focus on the sensations that were happening.
The creature enjoyed following the lead of the mind just below it’s surface for now, as if a guide to follow. It was making exploring the lizard-girls body and reactions very enjoyable.
This time traced with the back of its claws down the body in-front of it. This time it started with the bottom of the lip, traced down the side of the chin, down the neck and over the collar bone. This time it traced around the breast several times, letting her get used to the new sensations.
This time it traced the back of its claw down the centre of her torso and circling the belly button several times. It enjoyed watching her eyes widen once she had gotten used to the sensation and looked back to him.
The creature the slipped its claws down into the open pants with the back of them rubbing along her underwear tracing the curves and crease of her vagina. It did this several times before it could wait no longer. It pulled her pants down to expose her.
She was still holding onto his penis he was hard. He leaned forward and let the tip rest on the slightly opened crease before it. He was rewarded as her breathing sped up again. Then just as her breathing had recovered from an almost panicked pattern he pushed the tip forward opening the crease wider.
Then as she got used to pressure and sensation he pushed again so that the tip was now in her. Initially he waited for her to recover with each further intrusion deeper. But then just went deeper with a steady pace, leaving her to deal with the sensations.
Once he had pushed in as far as he could, he slowly pulled all the way out, enjoying her expressions and breathing. Then with his free hand he took hers and but it against the wall. Then he slowly inched into her again.
With this, the creature was done listening to the mind and wanted to devour her in both senses of the word. Luckily the process had woken Mean up. He looked at what he could see of Nyoma as she panted, pressed up against the wall by his body and penis buried deep inside her.
He focused on regaining control from the creature that wanted to devour her. He pulled out. Then he forced the claw to release her breast by focusing on the fact that it had dug through the armour and was drawing blood. He got the claws out, but left the hand resting there till he got the creature under better control.
As his mind awoke, the creatures sense could also detect the battle out side. He nibbled on the bottom lip once more before dragging his hand off her breast and charging into the battle again.
Sihric was surprised to see Mean dash past him out of the cave but could not read expression on the smooth face and empty eyes.
A while later Nyoma emerged. Sihric was relieved to see her healthy and said so. At the delivery of Sihrics joke that it must have gone reasonably well because the creature hadn’t used her and eaten her brains, Nyoma laughed. But this time the laugh also seemed part sob.
He smiled sadly and said that chakandra was challenging. But above all else one must keep fighting. Nyoma agreed and they picked a large group of lizards that looked like they needed assistance. Fighters in wooden armour were now in the valley and the battle was more chaotic.
Nyoma had to adapt her fighting style the most. While she could still slice away at the chicken-beasts, the follows of Tleit’s strange armour was remarkably resilient to blades and claws alike. While this didn’t trouble the bigger fighters, Nyoma had to focus more on small jarring strikes that would disable the fighter till an opening could be found in the the armour.
This time Sihric had no trouble keeping up and calmly dealt with the chaos of the battlefield. It was almost second nature for him to move, watch and steadily create a pile of destruction. They checked in with the group that they picked to assist.
Draman was one of the smaller lizards and said that they had followed Sihrics lead and hidden in the caves. When the lizard force all did this those of Tleit though this was a sign of collapse and charged into the crater. They had quickly found out that the lizards still had plenty of fight in them.
The two then stayed to fight with this group. It was in the most danger of being overrun and letting the forces entire formation collapse. Despite the now more stable fighting conditions, Nyoma was getting more frustrated. Sihric ploughed her way and checked in to help her focus.
Nyoma told him not to worry, she was just bothered by things at the cave. Sihric thought for a bit swinging a huge fist to smash a chicken-beast skull and pin another fighter under it’s corpse. He wandered closer and quietly asked if it had at least gone better than Draman’s chakandra. He had picked a scouting expedition that was so quiet that there was little fighting and no mating action.
Nyoma laughed and said it wasn’t that bad. They caught their breathe while a fighter and chicken-beast kept each other distracted. They had at least started the mating act. He had just left after that though.
Sihric though for a bit and watched as the girl leapt back into battle slicing and working well with others dealing with some more nimble chicken beasts that were troubling the group. As they were thinned, Tleit fighters charged in and Sihric charged in shielding his face in some weird variant of a shoulder charge.
Again the forces were toppled as the giant created a large shock-wave. The light fighters around took the opportunity to find angles to slide blades through the armour. With this group dealt to they pulled back to the main formation.
Hoping to reassure Nyoma he commented that Mean had probably had to leave so the creature didn’t kill her. Warriors that had been through a lot often repressed emotions. These often unwound at unfortunate times during the start of mating. From what he had seen she had a mate with a strong heart that would defend her.
Nyoma laughed and told Sihric that he should stick to counselling warriors rather than women. She could feel the kind intent behind his words and gave him a question. Was it wrong for a girl to want more than a warrior?
They were interrupted as the Tliet fighters had rearranged themselves, leaving space for chicken-beasts to pour back in and head to reclaim their caves. They were kept busy till the lizard formation swung around to back up against a more suitable part of the crater.
In the brief lull he asked Nyoma if she would be able to have Means children when they brought him back.
She smiled and said why the sudden belief in her mate.
He shrugged and pointed at her mate in action, clearly creature and person working together in a way he hadn’t seen before.
She explained she would have to check with Gil who was the temple priestess that had cured her. She hadn’t though about that bit amongst other worries.
While on the subject he asked what offerings this Gil priestess took in exchange for interceding.
The question surprised Nyoma. She said they probably helped her to learn more about their people and the blessing. After he smashed another creature advancing from behind her, she spoke again. She already thought Gil would find his unique old tales type blessing of great interest. It would probably come down to them deciding if he seemed worth helping.
Sihric nodded accepting her explanation. He smiled then said it was probably time for them to go and help the main force. Mean’s presence had drawn the group of Tliet fighters to attack the front of the lizard formation.
He told her that if that was the case he best go and prove his worth again. Then maybe he could become more intimate with his wife and she could have child with her mate. She was tempted to correct him, but if nothing else his infectious enthusiasm would probably secure aid if if those with Mean didn’t just continue to help generously.
She smiled in agreement and ran to the front of the formation with the cheerful giant.
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