A Bet with Slutty Evil Being!

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Luce nodded, deep in thought. "Yes, you're right," he said. "I suppose I'll have to figure that out soon."

Aureal interrupted the conversation, saying in a monotone voice, "If I may be permitted to interject... If you have no idea what to do, please assist Master, the Lord of Lust." She continued, "Your apparently formidable ability to call upon creatures would be a great asset in the not-too-distant future."

Lauryn was quick to agree with Aureal's suggestion and said, "That's wonderful! At the very least, you should consent to assisting Alex for the time being so that you can think about what you want to do with the rest of your life once his position as Lord has been established."

Luce, on the other hand, appeared to be deep in thought as he contemplated his next course of action. After a moment of silence, he replied, "Assisting Alex could be a viable option. At the very least, it would give me the time and space I need to figure out what I want to do with my life after all these years of searching for Mistress LeFay and her daughter."

Lauryn smiled, relieved that Luce had finally found a direction for his life. "I'm glad to hear that," she said. "Alex is a good man, and I'm sure he will appreciate your assistance."

Aureal nodded in agreement before adding, "And who knows? Perhaps you'll find a new purpose in life while working with him."

The group discussed the inevitability of a war in the near future, with Arazra being unable to remain silent for long. Nyssa, Aureal, and Lauryn all agreed that they would need all the help they could get, especially from someone with Luce's expertise.

Luce weighed in on the conversation, stating that he had no interest in rejoining Black Steps and Xizaen, but he was willing to offer his assistance to the group and the Lord of Lust while they waited for Black Steps to return. He added that he could not tolerate Xizaen's peculiar scar.

"I think that's the best solution for my current predicament," Luce said, giving a respectful bow. "I will humbly offer my help to all of you, as well as to the Lord of Lust. I believe my abilities could be of great use, especially since I have no desire to go back to Black Steps and their less than desirable company."

As the group celebrated their victory over the previous enemies, Lauryn brought up the fact that there were still more adversaries to defeat. She acknowledged that they should make their way to the next group and defeat them as well. Despite the fact that there was still a battle to be fought, her cheery tone indicated that she was in a better mood.

Lauryn then turned her attention to Fáfnir, the ice dragon with whom she was communicating telepathically. She expressed her gratitude for the dragon's support throughout the conflict. "I want to offer my sincere gratitude for the support you've provided throughout this conflict," she said.

"Fáfnir, thank you so much for your help. I appreciate it," said Lauryn, feeling grateful for the ice dragon's assistance.

"You are most welcome," replied Fáfnir. "As you may have noticed, I have already severed the link of the pact that sustains my presence here until the next time you find the need to fully summon me. However, I would appreciate it if you let me sleep for a considerable number of years before that occurs."

Lauryn nodded, understanding the dragon's desire for rest. "Of course, Fáfnir. I won't call upon you again unless it's absolutely necessary."

Fáfnir then offered some words of praise towards Lauryn. "Since the day that I agreed to make that agreement with you... Well, I must say that I am rather impressed by the young woman that you have become, young witch. Have a good time playing with that demon lord child of yours."

Lauryn felt a sense of pride at the dragon's compliment. She turned her head in all directions, but Fáfnir was nowhere to be seen. She realized that he must have returned to his original location before she had called upon him without his consent.

Lauryn also knew that she couldn't rely on Fáfnir's assistance all the time. She didn't want to be impolite towards such a honorable being. She silently vowed to become stronger so that she wouldn't have to call upon Fáfnir as often.

'I'm curious as to whether or not mother is still alive.' Lauryn thought to herself, 'I wonder.'

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The blind swordsman Batibat was engaged in a fierce fight with one of the Jaguar Men, the humanoid inhabitants of the Sands of Sloth. In the heat of the battle, Batibat was overwhelmed by the Jaguar Man's power, despite detecting only average strength within him.

"You... You are more powerful than both you and that Anubite give off," Batibat remarked, his curiosity piqued. "Is this something that the Jaguar Men have always had?"

Yaotl, the Jaguar Man, grunted in response, showing little interest in engaging in a conversation while he was still in the middle of the fight. He violently swung his reinforced wooden blade with obsidian edges towards Batibat, who struggled to defend himself with his more measured approach to swordplay.

The Jaguar Men were known for their fierce fighting skills, and Batibat was quickly realizing that he was facing a formidable opponent.

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