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Diablo: Zara's Quest
by PJ


Chapter 7

     Zara walked softly through the pitch black passageway, the glow of her
Falchion of
Radiance lighting her way.  The rogue opened her mind to the Sight, seeking any
evil creatures
that might be lying in wait to ambush her again.  Zara had been descending
deeper into the
catacombs for hours, fighting the occasional skeleton or zombie, but finding no
sign of where the
undead had taken her companion Isolde.  Unable to find the mage girl, Zara
reasoned that the
Master was her most likely captor, and that he would reside deeper within the
corrupt catacombs
of the monastery.  

     Zara reached an intersection, with branching passages going right, left,
and straight ahead.
With the Sight offering no guidance, Zara guessed and walked left.  The slim
girl advanced down
the new hallway until she reached an open chamber with a pedestal as its only
ornamentation. 
Zara walked up to the pedestal, discovering that a single book lay upon its
surface.  The book was
bound with red hide and had golden script written on the cover and the spine. 
Zara
examined the book and pedestal with her Sight until she was sure there were no
hidden traps.  She
gently picked up the book with both hands, reading the object's title, "The
Book of Blood".  Zara
opened the book, but could not decipher any of the mystical text.  She knew it
was mage script,
since she had seen similar writing in many of Adria's spell books, but she
could not comprehend
whatever magic lay in this volume.  As Zara placed the Book of Blood in her
pack for later study,
a secret door slid open in the wall facing her.  A huge humanoid shaped monster
with dull grey
skin and a single jutting horn on his forehead roared in challenge, his large
feet shaking the stone
floor of the room as he entered.

     "Shit!" swore Zara, reaching for her Hunter's Bow.  As Zara backed away
towards the room's
exit, the Horned Demon charged forward, shattering the book's pedestal to dust
as he advanced. 
Zara drew back her bow's string, launching several arrows into the demon's
chest.  The Horned
Demon bellowed with pain, but did not slow down as he pounded towards Zara. 
Zara fled out of
the room and into the wide hallway, firing arrows occasionally as she
retreated.  
The shafts smacked into the Horned Demon's tough hide, releasing gouts of black
blood into the
air.  The demon grunted with each impact, walking implacably after the rogue
girl.  Crouching low
to the dust-laden floor, the Horned Demon charged, roaring so loud Zara's ears
ached.  The rogue
shouldered her bow before aiming her right hand at the monster and casting
Firebolt.  The sizzling
projectile splashed against the demon's arrow-pitted chest, searing his hide. 
The Horned Demon
groaned, stumbling slightly while he continued to charge.  Zara hastily cast
another Firebolt before
unslinging her bow and resuming her arrow barrage.  The flaming missile smacked
into the first
spell wound, burning even deeper into the demon's chest.  Three arrows followed
the spell,
feathering the hideous wound smoking in the demon's torso.  The Horned Demon's
charge slowed
to a stop, he rasped for breath, his body trembling until it finally collapsed
and failed on the
hallway floor.

     Zara exhaled loudly, wiping perspiration from her pale brow.  She
carefully walked around
the dead monster, re-entering the book chamber.  She kept an arrow ready in her
weapon as she
peeked into the secret door, checking for more monsters before entering. 
Detecting no signs of
immediate danger, Zara entered the hidden room, finding a second pedestal and a
glowing red gem
on the floor beside it.  Drawing close to the pedestal, Zara saw that it was
really a small altar, with
three indentations for gem-sized objects.  Zara picked up the glowing ruby,
compared it to one of
the spaces, then tentatively placed the gem inside it.  A grinding sound
alerted Zara as a secret door
opened in the right-hand wall.  Several Horned Demons growled loudly,
shouldering against each
other in their eagerness to attack.  Zara raised her right arm, chanting
Charged Bolt smoothly. 
Lightning shot from her hand to the secret door opening, lashing out at the
clustered demons.  The
Horned Demons screamed as the lightning nibbled at their hides, leaving painful
burns on their
flesh.  Zara cast another Charged Bolt, filling the crowded wall opening with
more flashing
electricity.  The rogue girl summoned bolt after bolt until all of the Horned
Demons were dead and
most of her mana had been expended.  She leaned against the altar, her legs
quivering with
exhaustion.  Zara fumbled inside her pack, grasping a crystal vial filled with
blue liquid.  She
popped the wax seal and sucked down the bitter elixir.  Fresh magic burned in
Zara's body,
restoring her mana levels.  

     Zara dragged the smoking bodies out of the doorway so she could wriggle
through to the
room beyond.  The chamber was empty except for another glowing red gem that
rested in a far
corner.  Zara took the gem, returning to the altar room and placing it in the
second space carved
into the altar's surface.  The wall to the left shook as a panel opened within
it.  Two Horned
Demons roared as they marched towards Zara.  The rogue picked up her idle
falchion, rushing
forward to impale the lead demon in the stomach.  Hot black blood gushed over
Zara's arm as she
rammed her weapon again and again into the lumbering monster's belly.  The
Horned Demon
swiped weakly at Zara before he fell limply to the floor.  The second demon
kicked his comrade
aside, slashing at Zara with a huge grey claw.  Razor sharp nails sliced across
Zara's chest, leaving
four rents in her leather armor.  Zara stumbled back from the force of the
blow, then slashed up
with her sword.  She cut deep into the demon's left wrist, making him grunt in
pain.  The demon
swung down with his right fist, smashing a deep hole in the floor while Zara
agilely leapt away
from the attack.  Zara lunged forward in a crouch, sticking the demon in the
left leg with her blade.
The Horned Demon swiped at Zara again, missing his target.  Roaring with
frustration, the demon
lowered his head and charged at the slim young woman.  Zara dodged aside too
slowly, she
grunted as the Horned Demon crashed into her body and propelled her against the
far wall.  Zara
smacked loudly into the unforgiving stone, she heard several ribs snap inside
her from the force of
the charge.  Held up against the wall by the Horned Demon's enormous body, Zara
raised her
falchion with both hands and plunged it into the monster's thick, vulnerable
neck.  The demon
shuddered from the blow, placing his hands on the wall for support while Zara
stabbed him over
and over.  Coughing up blood, the Horned Demon fell away from the wall and
Zara, flopping
bonelessly to the floor. 

     Zara fell to the floor in a heap, her sides burning with agony.  She wiped
saliva from her
mouth, every breath sending fresh stabs of pain through her body.  Zara used
all of her mana to
heal herself, the magic re-knitting her broken ribs.  She staggered to her
feet, using the wall for
support, her body still weak and drained from spell casting.  Zara searched the
Horned Demons'
lair, finding a third blood stone inside.  Carefully, Zara placed the third
stone in its receptacle, her
glowing falchion held ready when another secret door opened in the wall facing
her.  No Horned
Demons charged forward, to the great relief of the rogue girl.  Zara slowly
entered the dark
chamber beyond the open portal, gasping in surprise when she beheld a suit of
gleaming golden
splint mail resting on a wooden upright frame.  Enchanted runes adorned the
armor's arm braces
and ankle guards.  Powerful magic resonated from the suit when Zara used her
Sight to examine it.
Zara ran her hand over the cool steel of the armor, excited by the power
burning within it. 
Checking to see that no monsters approached from the entryway, Zara stripped
off her leather
armor and weapons until she stood only in her white panties.  She carefully
clasped the golden
splint mail over her white flesh, encasing her sensuous form in the protective
metal.  The
enchanted suit altered itself to hug close to her body, it molded to conform
with her feminine
curves.  The armor was light, Zara could move as easily as if she was still
wearing her leather gear.
She re-belted her sword, then shouldered her pack and bow.  Zara was adjusting
her ponytail of
hair when a flaming arrow smashed into her armored chest and knocked her off
her feet.


     Two skeletons roughly lowered the naked girl from the metal cross, her
bare skin wrinkled
tightly over her bones, blue with the tint of death.

     "She had a sweet pussy," mourned Leoric, watching from his throne as the
skeletons
carried the limp body away to be devoured by his undead minions.  Isolde sat
next to the undead
king's left leg, rubbing her cheek against his thigh, her bare skin white and
luminescent in the bleak
darkness.  Leoric fondled her thick black hair, petting her like a prized
hound.  A barely clothed
zombie male shambled into the crypt, halting before Leoric and performing a
parody of a bow.

     "Blackash..sent," drooled the zombie, his eyes glazed and staring.  "Girl
found Book of
Blood..unlocked Armor of Valor."

     "No, it cannot be!" snarled Leoric, yanking painfully on Isolde's hair,
making her whimper
softly.  "What is Blackash doing?"

     "Attacking her,..as you said," gibbered the zombie.

     "Go to Bilefroth's slave pit, bring him to me at once!" shouted Leoric,
trembling with rage
and fingering the rune-laden iron crown resting on his deathly grey brow.

     "Master," hissed the zombie, bowing deeply again before shuffling out of
the crypt.

     "The bitch is too close, too close," muttered Leoric, nibbling the flesh
off of a finger on his
right hand.

     "Fuck me, Master!  Please!" begged Isolde, reaching out to fondle his
crotch while her left
hand strayed to her burning cunt.

     "Not now, whore!" spat Leoric, slapping Isolde away.  

     Isolde sat up again, rubbing her bruised right cheek tenderly.  She smiled
wantonly, licking
her lips.

     "Thank you, Master.  That felt good," purred the naked girl.

     "Did it?  Would you like more?" rumbled Leoric, uncoiling a whip from his
belt, snapping
it with a flick of his wrist.

     "Yes, Master!  Please, hurt me," moaned Isolde, looking up at the king
with slavish
adoration, her left hand rubbing her wet pussy desperately.

     "As you wish," smiled Leoric, his sunken eyes smoldering with lust as he
raised the whip's
handle and lashed Isolde's bare back.  The naked girl shuddered with ecstasy
when the leather
licked across her warm skin.  Leoric snapped the whip again, creating a long,
angry welt across
Isolde's spine.  Isolde moved to rest on her hands and knees, presenting her
small, firm ass to her
lord.  Leoric licked his dry lips, baring sharp yellow fangs while he cracked
the whip over his
ensorcelled slave.  Isolde moaned with each new bruise, she wiggled her hips,
her pussy dripping
with excitement as her flesh trembled from the whip's cruel kisses.  Isolde's
buttocks and back
were cris-crossed with throbbing red welts.  

     "Bind her over my tomb," ordered Leoric, dangling his whip along the
dust-draped floor.

     Two stationary skeletons emerged from their posts along a wall, taking the
prone, moaning
girl and dragging her to the undead king's resting place.  The skeletons
pressed Isolde against the
lid of the tomb, arching her back until she almost lay atop the cold stone
sarcophagus.  One
skeleton grabbed Isolde's wrists and bound them together with black leather
cord while the other
placed a gag inside the naked girl's slack mouth.  Leoric positioned himself in
front of Isolde,
admiring her pumping tits and quivering wet cunt.  The undead king swung his
whip forward,
bruising Isolde's left breast.  The young girl groaned in her gag, her pussy
releasing a fresh flood
of thick honey.  Leoric hurried to his knees, lapping up the trembling girl's
cum.  He shoved his
face into Isolde's pussy, sucking her juices as they flowed out of her hot
vagina.  Isolde closed her
eyes in bliss, she thrust out her hips, rubbing her crotch against Leoric's
rotting face.  She held her
arms limply over her head, enjoying the feel of the leather bonds as they
pressed against her slim
wrists.

     
     "Your pussy is so good," murmured Leoric, slowly licking up her slit with
his long, slimy
tongue.  He licked Isolde's inner thighs, savoring the taste of her warm skin. 
Discarding the whip,
Leoric kicked Isolde's legs apart, undid his breeches, and slammed his hardened
cock into the
bound girl's cunt.  Isolde moaned deeply into her gag, her vagina clamping
tightly around her
undead lover's shaft.  Leoric grappled with Isolde's young breasts, pressing
against them as he
thrust into her hot tight hole.  The king tore away Isolde's gag, leaning down
to kiss her roughly on
the mouth.  Isolde groaned, caressing Leoric's decayed tongue with her own
living one.  Leoric
explored Isolde's throat, his lips devouring hers.

     "Harder!  Fuck me harder!" begged Isolde, pumping her hips in time with
Leoric's,
shoving her pussy against the king's impaling spear.  Leoric filled his hands
with Isolde's rich black
hair, licking her quivering neck, tasting the sweet life that coursed through
her blood.  Leoric
pressed his body over Isolde's, he held onto her bound wrists with his hands as
he thrust with all
his undead strength into the yielding girl's cunt.  The king felt Isolde's hot
breath on his cheek as
she orgasmed, her vagina squeezing his member while a stream of honey poured
from her womb
onto his crotch.  Leoric grabbed his chalice, gathering her pussy juices before
mixing it with his
own cream.  He gave the cup to Isolde, watching her greedily drink the heady
potion, binding her
to him for another day.  When Isolde had finished the musky brew, Leoric
retrieved his chalice,
pushing off of the girl's firm body.

     "Put her on the cross," ordered Leoric, returning to his throne and
sitting down heavily.

     The two skeleton servants took Isolde's limp arms and carried her naked
body to the metal
cross vacated by the recently deceased female prisoner.  The skeletons pushed
Isolde up against
the cross, quickly closing metal restraints over her wrists and ankles to hold
her in place.  Isolde
moaned softly, her head dangling forward on her heaving chest, her long black
hair falling over her
face like a funeral veil.  Leoric admired Isolde's naked form hanging from the
cold iron cross, his
lips still sticky with drops of her cum.

     "Blackash must slay the rogue," whispered Leoric.


     Zara hid behind the wooden frame that had once held the Armor of Valor. 
She yanked the
smoldering arrow from her chest as two more burning shafts smacked into the
frame's surface.
The rogue girl glanced around the frame, spotting a single skeleton that burned
like an oil-
drenched torch.  The skeleton raised an iron bow adorned with several
red-glowing runes.  He
drew back his bowstring, which ignited the arrow nocked within it.  The
skeleton fired the arrow,
missing Zara's right cheek by a hair width.  Zara ducked back behind the frame,
preparing her
own Hunter's bow for firing.

     Blackash lowered himself to a crouch, an arrow flaming in his bow, as he
silently moved
right to get a clear shot at Zara.  When the rogue girl dived away from the
frame, Blackash fired,
scoring a hit on Zara's left thigh.  Zara grunted from the hit, firing her own
arrow at skeleton.  The
projectile smashed one of Blackash's left ribs but did no appreciable damage. 
Blackash fired
several more arrows in quick succession, hitting Zara's back and upper left
thigh.  The arrows
snapped against Zara's enchanted armor, but the impacts did slow the girl down.
 Zara launched a
stream of arrows, smashing more of Blackash's ribs and chipping away at his
flaming arms.  As
the skeleton staggered backwards, Zara dropped her bow and drew her falchion,
sprinting towards
the reeling undead.  Blackash fired his bow, sending two smoking arrows deep
into Zara's belly.
Zara groaned, but maintained her charge, raising her sword at Blackash.  Before
the skeleton could
loose another shaft, Zara hacked down with her falchion, severing her foe's
right arm.  The
enchanted bow fell to the floor with a clatter as Zara smashed the skeleton
into a pile of flickering
debris.  

     Zara tore the arrows out of her stomach, groaning loudly with pain as her
blood poured
over her golden armor.  She pressed her left hand over her wounds, maintaining
pressure while
she tore a bandage from her pack.  Wrapping the thick cloth around her lower
torso, Zara
retrieved her bow, gathered Blackash's weapon, then took a scroll of Town
Portal from her pack.
She recited the spell, barely waiting for the magical gateway to open before
she plunged inside.


     "You called, Leoric?" growled the massive Overlord named Bilefroth.

     "Yes, we have a problem," replied the undead king, draped in the darkness
surrounding his
throne.

     "It had better be important, I was breaking in two new slaves," purred the
demon, tugging
on two chains in his right claw that led to choke collars fastened around the
necks of two young
beautiful naked girls.  

     "Your toys can wait.  You must kill a rogue known as Zara before our Dark
Lord finds out
about her," spat Leoric, "or else both of our lives are forfeit!"
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