Fantasy Dungeon Builder's Harem

Nina Naughty's stomach nearly tuned inside out as Leo vanished beneath the massive paw of the dragon. The claws struck the ground, crushing her lord. Her scream of denial died on her throat when lightning flashed to the side.

"Fuck me," she muttered.

The devil conjured a flaming pitchfork and dived at the dragon. She threw her weapon down. It struck the creature's thick hides and bounced off in a puff of impotent fire. The devil ground her teeth and created a new one.

Lightning exploded from Lana Fulmine's wings, striking the dragon on the back. Xiongbu climbed the beast, her mist flowing behind her. Light from Mrs. Lucina's halo, Feya's wand, and Ljosa's and Guang's eyes all struck the dragon from different sides. Daleitha's rainbow wings exploded with colorful radiance. Morana screamed. Ms. Trueno bellowed. Paanee spat acid. Esclava and Paetu turned back from their rampage into the camp to hurtle at the massive dragon.

They crashed into her.

Nothing.

They did nothing.

All those attacks. All those monster girls shouting with power, shooting light and acid, burning with fire and crackling with lightning, did nothing.

What do we even do? Nina thought.

Hagane stared at the dragon trying to kill Leo. It was madness. They had not anticipated this.

You had a better plan than I thought, Your Majesty, Hagane said, her arm-blade tapping into her thigh. She glanced up and spotted Daleitha flying nearby. Rainbow light burst from her wings and struck the dragon's head.

"Get us on her back, fliers!" Hagane sent to all of them in the air. "That's how we took down Isatu. Daleitha, I'm beneath you!"

The chalkydri dove down at the animated statue. Daleitha's twelve wings flared wide. She grabbed Hagane with her lion-like paws beneath the armpits. With the beat of her wings, they soared into the sky. The dragon roared, pelted from all sides by ranged attacks.

"Get me close to her neck!" Hagane cried.

"Right!" the chalkydri cried and soared toward the dragon.

The beast's head turned. Red eyes fixed on the pair. Daleitha cursed and banked to the right, but not in time. The dragon's massive head lunged forward, her coiled neck releasing like a compressed spring. In a blur, the massive jaws were around the two monster girls.

Hagane stabbed her arm-blade at the roof of the dragon's mouth as her teeth slammed down on them.

As hard as steel, those teeth didn't so much as pierce Hagane's body as crush her living metal. She screamed for a moment before death embraced her and carried her off to the Void and Souleen's comforting arms.

"Shit," I growled as Hagane and Daleitha died.

I had to get on her back. Hagane was right. That was what we had to do. Take her from above. Her head snapped down at me again.

"Gentle winds, let the support of Lady Tiamat billow!" I cried.

I shot off into the air, flying. The jaws snapped shut on nothing. The dragon roared her frustration as she shifted, her tail slashing through burning tents and throwing her king's own soldiers. The man lay in the chains, being dragged to safety by the wounded general and the woman in the blue dress.

They didn't matter right now. I had to hurt her.

The dragon's head tracked me. She opened her jaws wide to breathe acid on me.

"Hurtling down the mountain, let the boulder of Lord Abzu crush!"

A boulder appeared and slammed into her open mouth before she could breathe her acid at me. Teeth shattered. She roared in pain. Her massive tail slashed at me. I soared to the right. A wash of air slammed into me from the violent passage.

She snarled as I turned back. Another burst of her acidic breath exploded from the monstrous dragon. It chased me through the air. I cursed and flew faster, the spray following me. Her anger boiled behind me.

As I held her attention, Mrs. Lucina and Alizee swooped in, dropping off Baaghi and Bjorni on the dragon's back. The two fierce monster girls landed amid her dorsal fins. Good luck to them. Her breath ran out as I turned to fight her.

Her tail swung around, sweeping across the ground. My monster girls scattered before it as she swept down tents and crashed into soldiers on her own side. A knight on his horse flew from the impact and crashed down on Ms. Trueno, killing my thunder sprite.

"Metal missiles fly, let the spikes of Lord Nabu pierce!"

I shouted the words to Volley of Stakes. A barrage of metal lances slammed into the dragon's face and neck. She roared, her wings beating hard. Debris flew from her as her eyes burned with rage. She glared at me.

"That's right," I muttered. "Focus on me."

The dragon's wings flapped. Wind howled through the chaos of the camp and slammed into Morana.

The banshee flung her arms before her eyes to protect her from the debris carried in the wind. The hurricane force threw her off her feet. She hit on the ground, her black mist blown away. She rolled over onto her hands and feet.

She screamed.

A deathly shriek engulfed the dragon's tail. It did nothing.

Paanee hissed as she spat acid that splashed uselessly on the hide of the dragon. Crystal threw her daggers of ice that shattered harmlessly on the dragon's scales. The monster almost took off into the air then settled back down.

She stood over the ruined pavilion. Over where the king lay bound and helpless. She protected him. Morana stared at the bound king. They had to stop this. She had to get him. Take him hostage. She darted forward.

The dragon roared as Morana raced through the debris and bodies. Her head turned. She had such keen senses. Her eyes fixed on Morana. Blood dripping from the wounds across her face, the dragon opened her mouth and breathed acid.

A sweep of her breath ripped across the ground, engulfing tents and bodies. Crystal barely had a chance to flinch before it engulfed her. Morana gasped and turned directions, running from the breath dissolving the camp behind her.

"Nooooo!" Paanee gasped. The naga slithered before Morana, sweeping across the ruins of the camp. But not as fast as Morana could run on her two feet over the debris.

Morana jumped over a tent as Paanee struggled to get over a pile of bodies. The acidic breath washed over her before it reached Morana. The banshee screamed as it engulfed her and devoured her body.

Her flesh melted from her as she hit the ground. She didn't experience pain, not really, but she could feel herself breaking apart. Her substance running off her like hot wax. The breath passed, the air reeking of bitter bile.

How can we beat her? thought Morana in her final moments. How?
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