“She’s mine,” she muttered behind her mask as she grabbed onto the railing and flipped over, Rekki-maru and Mekki-maru flashing out of their sheaths to slash through scaly flesh and muscle.

She landed and crouched, her eyes flashing as she saw Seung Mina pinned under the weight of a lizard man, the beast still pumping away, ignorant of her approach until she kicked it off Seung and over the railing. As she rose in a spiral she threw Seung her weapon and lashed out at more lizard men, cutting them down like wheat under the scythe. Sophitia finished the last one, jamming her sword up through its head and then flipping it over the railing.

“We’re moving,” Taki said. “We’re going to find horses and a wagon then head north. That soldier said there was a demon army there and Xianghua can feel the Soul Edge calling her.” Taki looked to the north over the burning city, the sound of gunshots floating on the late afternoon air. To her left the sun was sinking into the Mediterranean, it’s glow like the blood splashed across the floor of the tower. She could hear Seung and Sophitia trying to patch together some sort of covering from the remnants of their clothes, Seung was more successful from the sound of it.

The ninja woman looked down at her twin toh blades and watched as the lizard’s blood slowly disappeared, seeping into the gleaming steel like water into the ground. For a moment as the last of the blood disappeared she could feel the Soul Edge to the north. Far to the north.
 

The German forests were a far cry from the warmth of Venice and the Mediterranean. While a broiling summer baked the lands to the south, bitter cold enveloped the north of Europe. Storms of horrific intensity had descended on the travelers twice already, forcing them to find whatever crude shelter they could until the storms passed.

But as cold as the air might be, the oppressive weight of the Soul Edge lay even heavier upon each of the travelers’ spirits. Now they could all feel it, each of them who had encountered the demonic sword in their previous travels through the world.

The Soul Edge left a physical imprint on the world as well. They had passed through the remains of a dozen burned out villages, the inhabitants fled or slaughtered where they stood. In a few of the villages they had found demonic corpses rotting in the sun, untouched by the carrion crows with only maggots feasting upon their remains.

But the human bodies were far more common. Commoner and soldier alike seemed to have been cut down by the demons that followed the Soul Edge, none spared, none able to stand before the power of the sword.

As they settled in for another night in the forest, Taki could feel the Soul Edge, could feel its call rippling up and down her spine like the clammy fingers of a just dead corpse. She perched at the top of a pine tree, looking to the north across the seemingly endless forest and heard the demon call on the wind.

For a moment, as the wind shifted, she could smell the stench of the infernal hordes beyond the horizon. Her grip tightened on Meki-Maru and her eyes narrowed, her body taut with the urge to go forth and slay all things demonic. Then, as the wind shifted, she relaxed and dropped silently to the forest floor below.
 
 

“The end is close,” Mitsurugi said as he sat cross legged in front of the fire, his hands resting on his sword. “Closer than I would have thought.”

“But it’s been a long journey,” Kilik said as he pulled his coat closer around his body and rested his arm around Xianghua’s shoulder. “We’ve traveled far from our homes.”

“Do you think yourself prepared?” Mitsurugi asked, his eyes closed.

“Yes,” Kilik answered after a beat. “I’ve trained for so long for this one purpose. The Edge Master groomed me to be the one to destroy the Soul Edge.”

“You’re not doing it alone!” Seung Mina said from across the fire. “We’ve all come this far, we’ve all fought our battles. And we’re all going to be there at the end!”

“Yes, we’ll all be there at the end,” Taki said as she emerged from the shadows and crouched by the fire. She looked around at the others, Sophitia, Seung Mina, Maxi, Kilik, Mitsurugi, Xianghua. “We may not all be there after the end.”
 

“I smell demon,” Taki said as she crouched and drew her twin daggers from their sheaths. “In the cave.”

“But we need to find shelter,” Seung Mina said as snow began to fall in wet clumps around her. “We can’t find the others in this storm, we’ll have to ride out the worst of it in shelter or we’ll freeze to death.”

“Can we find some other shelter in time?” Sophitia asked as she looked at the cave. It was almost a sinkhole, just a few craggy rocks pushing up from the earth around a dark hole in the ground.

“No,” Taki said.

“Then what do we do?”

“We enter and risk the demon. Or we leave and most likely freeze.”

“We’ll have to risk it!” Seung said as the wind rose around them. “I’ve seen storms like this before, if we don’t freeze, we’ll drown in the snow!” Even as she finished her sentence the snow was piling around their legs.

“Then we’ll risk it,” Taki said as she started down into the cave, moving silently and disappearing into the shadows. “Follow, watch, and beware.”
 
 

Ivy stood at the shift in the air. There was the slightest of pauses in the breeze from the entrance, as if someone was entering and momentarily blocking the cave’s mouth. She snarled silently and reached down to pick up her weapon when she caught the whiff of a familiar scent on the wind.

With a widening smile, she bent back down and finished the last of the chalk symbols on the cave’s floor. With only the clinking of a few pebbles, she leapt from the cave’s floor and landed softly on a ledge high above. Then, as the symbols flashed once and seared themselves into the rock, she leaned back to watch the show below.
 
 

“Demon!” Taki yelled as the stench of an infernal being hit her nostrils. She could smell the taint of demon filling the cave, more than if it just resided there, it was as if-
“Someone is summoning a demon! Keep your eyes open for them!”

With the speed of instinct and training honed to the razor’s edge, Taki cut into the darkness, feeling her blades slice through a darting tentacle. More shot from the darkness deeper in the cave, only to be cut down by her blades. But for each one she slashed, more shot forth until finally one snagged her ankle and tugged her deeper into the cavern.

Taki grunted as she bounced off the stone and twisted into a somersault that ended with her blade impaling the tentacle to the rock. As she kicked free she saw Sophitia and Seung Mina fighting back to back as the tentacles surrounded them, attacking from all sides.

The ninja woman flipped backwards, barely dodging a mass of tentacles and landed near the other women. “Get out, we can’t fight this without the others, there’s too many!” she yelled.

“But the storm-!” Seung said.

“Forget the storm, we’ll have to risk it or-” Taki’s words were cut off as tentacles dropped out of the shadowy darkness in the roof to wrap around her shoulders and neck. More grabbed for her arms, keeping them from slicing herself free as she was pulled upwards into the darkness.

“Taki!” Sophitia yelled, the moment’s distraction providing the demon all the opportunity it needed to dart forward and wrap its tentacles around her sword arm. Even as she reached for her belt knife, more tentacles wrapped around her arms and legs, yanking her into the air.

“No no no,” Seung panted as she spun her polearm in a blurring arc around her body. But even as her desperate defense cut down the tentacles attacking her, more took their place, uncaring of the gore soaked rock below. With a final cry, Seung felt her weapon snagged by tentacles and yanked up and away from her, leaving defenseless and she tried to dodge the wave of demonic tentacles snaking towards her...
 
 

Ivy leered down from her perch high above the cave floor as she watched the demon grapple with the struggling women. Its countless tentacles stretched down from its body like a Portuguese Man-o-war to wrap around a struggling limb or to caress a heaving breast.

“Are you enjoying yourselves yet?” Ivy said as Seung Mina began to sob in terror. The slim woman shrieked as a tentacle wormed itself down the front of her dress and began to rub lewdly against her quim. “They say that the Roman emperors had their court sorcerers conjure these demons for their orgies. Caligula was supposed to have summoned one every night for a month until it had taken every whore in the city.”

“No, please,” Seung Mina begged as she was dragged by her ankles across the dusty floor of the cave. She tried to clutch at a rock outcropping and was pulled loose with a despairing cry.

“Leave her alone!” Sophitia yelled, trying to ignore the tentacles twining themselves over her calves and creeping up her thighs.

“Are you volunteering to go first?” Ivy asked with a slight smile. “Don’t worry, you’ll each have a turn with him.” As she watched Mina being dragged towards the demon hanging from the ceiling, Ivy reached down and slowly began to slide the bottom half of her leathers down her leather encased legs. She stood at the edge of the cliff she had been kneeling on and lewdly reached down to caress her quim, grinning at Sophitia’s look of disgust.

“Filthy whore,” Sophitia cursed as she struggled against the tentacles pinning her wrists to the floor. With a cry through gritted teeth she felt her legs slowly being forced apart until she was spread eagled. As she and Ivy watched, one in horror, the other in greedy lust, a thick tentacles dripping with slime writhed between her legs and under her skirt.

Her face was all the evidence that Ivy needed. Sophitia’s eyes widened as she twisted her body, trying to escape from the tentacle pushing at her quim. When it gave a sudden thrust and sank into her she opened her mouth, no sound coming forth as she arched her back and squeezed her eyes shut.

Sophitia began to grunt and gasp as the tentacle wormed its way deeper into her body, slowly twisting and writhing within her until it had filled her completely. Her breath came in short gasps as she lifted her head and looked down to see the obscene thing that was drawing back and then thrusting into her. As she watched, her face twisted with the humiliation of being assaulted by such a profane beast while another watched, another tentacle slid along her thighs and then up her dress, over her taut stomach.

Sophitia turned her head as the tentacle emerged from the bodice of her dress, sliding between her full breasts, slime coating her pale skin as it writhed towards her head. She clamped her lips shut, turning her head from side to side as the tentacle pushed forward, slime dripping onto her cheeks and throat. But finally it slid up onto her cheek and then around to push at her lips, finally forcing its way into her mouth.

Sophitia could feel her face reddening in shame at Ivy’s wild laughter. But then the tentacle began to push deeper into her mouth. As it pushed at the entrance to her throat, making the young woman’s eyes widen in horror, she felt the other tentacle pumping more rapidly into her quim. Sophitia gagged and yelled, her cries muffled by the tentacle filling her throat. But struggle as she might, her lips remained tight around the tentacle filling her mouth and sliding deeper into her throat.

She was filled from both ends, her hands clenched and her body writhing wildly as she tried to escape the violation of her body. Sweat, drool, and slime ran down her face as she felt the tentacle pumping within her mouth, sliding across her tongue as she whimpered, her eyes rolling wildly as she was overcome by the sensation of being taken so.

With a wild cry she felt the tentacles begin to jet their seed into her body as she thrashed, tugging at the tentacles pinning her to the ground. She gasped for breath as the tentacle in her mouth withdrew, leaving her mouth filled with its seed as more of it splattered down onto her face and throat, dripping off her skin in slowly flowing rivulets. Sophitia groaned as the seed rained onto her face and more filled her quim to overflowing, finally dripping down soak the ground beneath her as the tentacle with drew, more spurts flying from it to stain her dress and coat the tops of her thighs.

But then it was over and Sophitia was left gasping for breath, too weak to even move as the tentacles left her and she heard Ivy’s laughter ringing in her ears. She moaned as she swallowed, feeling the demon’s seed sliding down her throat and dripping from the corners of her mouth. She blinked and tried to focus on what she was seeing beside her, her blurred vision finally making out the form of Taki forced onto her knees, her hands held securely behind her and a tentacle working itself into her quim and ass.

The ninja woman was hissing as the tentacles filled her from behind and more caressed her breasts through her shredded body suit. She glared over her shoulder at Ivy, hatred filling her eyes as she watched the leather-clad woman beckoning a demonic tentacle over to herself and placing it at the entrance to her quim. But what Ivy doing soon became irrelevant as more tentacles swarmed over her body, pushing her breasts together as another slid between them.

Ivy groaned in delicious pleasure as the tentacle slid into her already dripping and waiting quim. As she ran her hands along it she moaned in pleasure, urging it deeper to fill her utterly as she opened her mind to the demon and became one with it. Her moans became screams of pleasure as she suddenly felt the tentacles that were thrusting into the other women, felt it as the demon came and came, its seed pumping out onto Taki’s breasts while more filled her ass and quim.

And then there was Seung Mina, lovely Seung Mina. Suspended in mid-air, tentacles holding her arms out to her sides as she faced downwards, more tentacles wrapped around her knees spreading her legs for the other tentacles waiting to take her.

The young woman was screaming hysterically as a tentacle forced its way into her quim and another into her ass. Seung’s hair swung back and forth as she tossed her head, her feet kicking in the air as the more tentacles spread her buttocks, allowing the tentacle even easier access into her.

Seung began to weep harshly as she felt herself violated so horribly. But the horror from the violation began to recede and became abject humiliation as she felt more tentacles sliding across her body, caressing her soft skin, teasing her nipples to full hardness and stroking lightly against her tender clit.

She looked up, a blush of shame rising in her cheeks when she saw the look on Ivy’s face. The platinum haired woman was leering at her as her own quim was filled with the pumping of a demonic tentacle. Seung looked away when Ivy blew her a kiss, biting her lower lip as the tentacles began to slow and began to thrust into her with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

“Noo, not this, not like this,” Seung whimpered as she struggled vainly against the numerous tentacles holding her prisoner. Despite herself she could feel her body turning traitor. She could feel the arousal rising within her, stoked by each slow thrust of a tentacle, inflamed by the tentacles rubbing across her breasts and quim.

As she began to gasp softly with each motion of the tentacles, her eyes closed from shame, she felt herself being moved through the air. Seung cringed as she felt Ivy’s leather gloves stroking her cheek and then moving down her neck, each caress sending shivers of horrible pleasure through her body.

“Will you stay with me, my lovely?” Ivy asked in a low whisper tinged with the hoarseness of complete and utter arousal. “I can make life so pleasurable for you...”

“No, I can’t, let me go, not again, please,” Seung whimpered in a barely coherent voice. “Just let me go, please, I’m begging you!” Seung opened her eyes and looked into Ivy’s and sobbed at the lust in the woman’s eyes.

“Such a shame,” Ivy said as she leaned forward, licking the tears from Seung’s flushed face. “When I have the Soul Edge I will be ruler of the world. Wouldn’t you like to be my favored concubine? Much better than having me track you down.”

“I couldn’t,” moaned Seung and gave a tiny shriek as the tentacles pushed into her particularly hard.

“That is too bad, my lovely,” Ivy said with a sigh as she leaned forward and reached under Seung. Her gloved hands idly stroked Seung’s shapely breasts, squeezing them to the point of pain and then releasing them to bounce in the warm air of the cave. “But remember that I offered you a chance to come along willingly. Remember that when my demons drag you across two continents, taking their pleasure with you at every opportunity.”

“You’re a monster,” Seung whispered as Ivy cupped her chin and smiled.

“Oh yes, my lovely,” Ivy said back before she pulled Seung’s face closer and kissed her harshly, biting at the young woman’s lower lip and crushing their mouths together. “And you will learn to worship me,” she said as she rubbed her cheek against Seung’s.

“What are you doing?” Seung asked in a panicked voice as she felt herself flipped in mid air, her face now turned towards the ceiling and her legs towards Ivy.

“Getting a taste to remember you by,” Ivy said as the tentacles moved Seung closer to the kneeling woman and pulled her thighs further apart. Seung writhed against the tentacles holding her, desperately trying to make one last bid for freedom, but all for naught.

Ivy laughed quietly as she licked up the inside of Seung’s thigh, tasting the salt of the woman’s sweat and the sweet slime oozed by the demon. She looked up at Seung’s face and bit down on the girl’s thigh, almost hard enough to draw blood and easily hard enough to draw a squeak of pain from Seung.

Ivy lapped up Seung’s thigh, her nose brushing against the tentacle still pumping away at the young woman’s quim. Seung gasped and shivered as Ivy’s tongue slid over the edge of her quim, running across the tentacle and her most sensitive skin.

“No,” moaned Seung as Ivy’s tongue slid around the tentacle in her quim and up to her swollen clit. “Stop,” she begged as Ivy began to lightly lick at her, teasingly at first, then with more determination. “No!” Seung yelled as Ivy began to furiously pleasure her with tongue and lips, sucking and licking with abandon as the tentacles began to speed their assault on her.

Seung’s mind reeled as she pulled against the tentacles holding her. Her lithe body flexed and jerked with each motion of the tentacles while she whimpered with horrified pleasure as Ivy continued to lap at her. The touch of Ivy’s teeth scraping ever so lightly against her clit was too much and the young woman shrieked out her climax as her body began to jerk from the furious pounding of the tentacles.

Seung squealed as she came, feeling the demon climaxing along with her, his seed filling her to overflowing. And she sobbed with pleasure as Ivy continued to lick at her, not letting her come down from the shattering orgasm she was experiencing. Her pleasure continued to build as she began to wail until finally another climax swept over her, shaking her body like a leaf in a storm until finally she fell limp in the embrace of the demon’s tentacles, utterly exhausted.
 

Xianghua labored through the waist deep snow, only able to advance thanks to the track that Maxi and Mitsurugi were blazing. Snow fell almost as fast as the two men could push it aside with their bodies, making it impossible to see the trees only a few feet away.

“This is insane!” Maxi yelled through the whirling wind and snow. “We’ll die if we don’t get back to camp!”

“There’s a demon here! And the taint of the Soul Edge!” Xianghua said as she pressed forward, feeling Kilik’s steadying hand on her shoulder as she stumbled. “I think it’s gotten the others, we’ve got to rescue them.”

“We can’t even see our hands in front of our faces,” Maxi yelled. “How are we supposed to-” His words were cut off as he dropped out of sight.

Xianghua pushed past Mitsurugi to see the dark hole that Maxi had stumbled into. It must be a cave, she thought to herself as she clambered down into the hole and knelt by Maxi. “Are you hurt?” she asked.

“No, no, I’m fine,” Maxi said as he stood and watched Kilik and Mitsurugi climb down. “Is this where the others are?”

“Yes, I can feel them. And I can feel the demon,” Xianghua said. As they listened, they could hear the echoing moans and screams of the women captured by the demon deeper into the cave. “And we have to go after them,” Xianghua said as she drew her sword, the slim blade glowing in the shadows of the cave.