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The musty aroma of aged wood and ancient books lingered in the air as Cynder, Violet, Aryia, and Snowbird took refuge in the darkest corner of the library, hidden from any wandering eyes.

Shadows stretched long across the towering shelves, their presence swallowed by the vast stillness of the Dragon Temple's library.

Though the library had been built with powerful defenses, its magical wards strong enough to withstand entire armies, Cynder knew they couldn't stay here for long. Their situation was dire. Hiding in one place was dangerous, and with every passing second, the risk of discovery grew.

Her mind drifted back to Ember, Hela, and Manta, who had stayed behind to hold off the relentless swarm of Soulless. Their sacrifice had allowed them to escape, but at a terrible cost.

The once-feasible hope of reaching and destroying the meteorite, the very source of this corruption, now felt thinner than ever. They were down to just three capable fighters, and one dragon who knew nothing of combat.

Cynder sighed, her mind racing for a plan as they rested in the cold depths of the library. They dared not use fire magic for warmth, relying only on their inner heat, yet it did little against the creeping chill that gnawed at their scales.

Nearby, the faint sound of shifting claws against wood broke the silence as Violet prowled along the perimeter, scanning the area for any lurking threats. She moved with cautious precision before eventually returning to her spot beside Cynder. Noticing the black dragoness lost in thought, Violet decided not to disturb her. Instead, she let out a weary sigh.

“All clear for now," she muttered, flicking an ear as exhaustion weighed on her. Her body sagged, her chin resting against the wooden floor. She gave herself a firm shake, fighting the overwhelming urge to close her eyes.

“It won't be long, though. I've managed to extend my shadows far, but…" Violet hesitated, her voice laced with quiet frustration. "The Soulless will probably start probing us here soon if we don't move."

The violet female sighed seeing that she was still being ignored by her sister as she turned her attention towards Snowbird who was acting all stoic while reading a book she picked from a random shelf.

The white-feathered dragoness flipped through the pages with slow, deliberate movements, her eyes scanning each word with quiet intensity.

Every so often, she murmured something under her breath, perhaps a spell, or simply thoughts too quiet to hear.

It was a distraction, a way to anchor herself amidst the chaos. If she let herself dwell on their reality for too long, panic might take hold, and in this situation there was no room for panic.

"This is not happening..." Someone muttered from behind Snowbird as she turned around to see Aryia staring out through a large window at the eerie glow from Warfang, the city being run over by corrupted creatures.

The blue feathered dragon could not bring herself to process anything else. Her head was still spinning. There was so much that had happened within the last 24 hours, she could barely comprehend the danger and lust that was taking place right outside the window.

The poor dragoness' eyes widened at the sight of the countless shadowy masses of the Soulless entering buildings, only to come out with females being broken and used for their own carnal desires.

"Hey, everything's gonna be alright, ok?" The gentle whisper reached Aryia's ear, but it was hard to focus. She couldn't think straight, her breath was heavy. A ringing in her ear soon followed as she began to hyperventilate from all the thoughts that bombarded her mind.

It was then that when she felt someone pulling her head away did she snapped out from looking at corrupted dragons having a sex party down in the streets of Warfang did she notice the caring look of Snowbird.

"Snowbird..." Her voice quivered and she shook her head. "Everything's gonna be alright, right? Please tell me everything's gonna be alright..."

The white feathered dragoness wanted to deny it, but even with her tough attitude, her throat was too tight to allow the words out. Instead, her eyes said everything as she gave Aryia a hug. "Yes. It will, we'll make sure of that."

Snowbird did her best to look strong herself. She desperately tried to control the thoughts running wild in her mind, her memories of the lustful horror she and her friends just went through.

"I should have fought..." Aryia muttered which made Snowbird look taken aback. "I could have at least done something..."

The white feathered dragon's smile slowly turned into a frown, her mind fighting itself about what to say.

"Don't... Don't start talking like that. Even if you could've fought, you shouldn't have." Snowbird responded with a calm, stern tone of voice.

"But… if I had stayed with them—" Aryia's voice wavered, guilt tightening around her chest.

Before she could spiral any further, Snowbird pressed her head against Aryia's shoulder, muffling the soft, shuddering sobs that had begun to escape.

"Hela told us to leave," she reminded gently. "It was the right choice, no matter how much it hurts. There's no point in dwelling on 'what ifs.' We need to survive. We need to stop the meteorite—for everyone's sake."

Aryia whimpered, her body trembling. Doubt still clawed at her, unwilling to let go. She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could utter another word, Snowbird abruptly pulled away, her tail flicking with frustration.

"Alright, that's enough!" The sharpness in her voice startled Aryia, making her flinch. "You're starting to get on my nerves.

The words stung, but Snowbird didn't stop there.

"This isn't the time for self-pity! You need to accept that there was nothing—nothing—you could have done back there!"

Aryia let out a pitiful whine and buried herself deeper into the warmth of Snowbird's feathery wing, her claws scraping against the wooden floor beneath them. But then, her paws met something soft—familiar fabric. Instinctively, her talons curled into it, gripping as if it were the only thing keeping her grounded.

Snowbird exhaled, her tone softening. "What ifs don't matter, okay? I'm sorry… but we can't afford to fall apart now."

Aryia didn't respond, but she didn't need to. The silence between them spoke volumes. The scent of cotton and silken feathers surrounded her, offering a fragile sense of comfort—something she desperately needed in this moment of chaos.

A new voice broke through the quiet.

"That's enough. Both of you."

Cynder's voice carried a weight of finality as she rose to her feet, looking at the two who stopped arguing as they withered under the former terror of the skies' authoritative gaze.

The former terror of the sky exhaled through her nose, the faintest trace of sympathy in her green eyes. Despite her attempt, however, her voice was unwavering, with an undercurrent of annoyance as well.

"It's a waste of time blaming and placing the blame on each other. What's done is done," she declared firmly. "We all have our part to play in this." She turned to Violet who was waiting for her signal, the latter nodding as her tails waved anxiously.

"We need to talk." The black dragoness glanced at the two before saying. "Alone."

As the sisters went to the other side of the room, Snowbird let out a sigh as her eyes traced back to Aryia who sniffled.

"Sorry..." The smaller dragoness muttered before turning to Snowbird with an apologetic look. "I think I'm gonna go take a nap for a bit. Wake me up when it's time for us to move."

Seeing the poor dragoness who had just experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, the large white dragoness wondered if she had gotten a bit too far with scolding Aryia for feeling such conflicting emotions.

As much as she wanted to talk more, to reassure her friend once more, she also needed time to sort out her own thoughts as well.

She gazed at her friend sympathetically before deciding to rest as well.

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"So?" Violet glanced at her sister, noting the tension in her posture. Cynder looked more stressed than usual, which, given their circumstances, was understandable. With everything happening around them, it was hard not to be on edge.

"What do we do now?" the violet dragoness asked.

Cynder exhaled, her gaze fixed on the heavy door separating them from the Soulless outside—mindless creatures roaming in the darkness, a constant threat. "Our best bet is to scout ahead before we move," she said. "We can't afford to be careless. If we want to reach the vault where the meteorite is held, we need to be fully prepared."

Violet nodded. "Do you want me to go ahead and scout the area?"

"No." Cynder shook her head firmly. "You're coming with me."

Violet blinked, tilting her head. "What?"

"You're a master of stealth, Violet. I know that. But I also believe we'll gather information more effectively if we go together." Cynder's voice was calm but resolute.

She glanced toward the two sleeping dragonesses curled up on the carpeted floor, their breathing slow and steady. "It's not safe for them to join us. They're not exactly suited for stealth missions."

Violet followed her gaze, then nodded. "Fair point." A smirk tugged at her lips. "Well, you are right about one thing—I am the stealthiest dragon here."

Cynder rolled her eyes but smiled.

The playful moment was short-lived as Violet's expression turned serious. "Are you sure about this, though?" she asked concern creeping into her voice. "You look exhausted. Maybe you should rest first?"

Cynder met her sister's gaze, the exhaustion flickering in her emerald eyes, but her determination overshadowed it. "I'll manage," she assured. "My body heals fast, you know that."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Now, let's get moving."

Violet studied her for a moment, then gave a firm nod. "Understood."

—

The giant doors of the library slowly opened revealing the dark silhouettes of Cynder and Violet leaving in silent steps as they closed it behind them, leaving Aryia and Snowbird alone.

They covered their body with shadows to conceal their presence while going deeper into the temple as they avoided the roaming patrols of the Soulless while going deeper and deeper.

While avoiding the patrols, Cynder had accidentally tripped on a loose stone and stumbled towards a wall, making some noise as she groaned.

This made Violet snap her head to her sister in panic as she saw a couple of soulless dragons turn their head towards them, about to check the source of the noise.

Not wanting to risk getting caught, Cynder stood still in an awkward position as the corrupted dragons snaked their way towards her, sniffing the air.

"Crap! I'm so stupid!" Cynder cursed under her breath.

The corrupted dragons slowly slithered towards them as their maws hung open, revealing sharp fangs that dripped with thick drool.

Cynder and Violet's bodies trembled as they stood still, waiting for the perfect time to strike, but the moment they struck the corrupted dragons would react and alert all of the other soulless patrolling the area.

The corrupted dragons began searching the area around them, unintentionally boxing them inside the center as the dragons slowly closed in to them, sniffing the corrupted fluids that was inside Cynder that was injected inside her vagina by Spyro.

It wouldn't do well for both of them to stay here. As Violet quietly tried to slip past the corrupted dragons, her sister wasn't faring well unfortunately as she was constantly being intercepted by the corrupted dragons that was tracking her scent via the corruption inside her.

The black dragoness looked at Violet, signaling her with her shadow element to go on ahead as she would be having a difficult time weaving through the patrol.

Violet didn't like this plan, but after seeing the resolve in her sister's eyes, she relented, nodding before proceeding forward while leaving Cynder behind.

The violet dragoness took one last glance towards her sister, hoping that she could survive as she went deeper into the temple, hoping to find the vault that the meteorite is held inside.

As Violet left Cynder alone, the black dragoness who was standing in an awkward position due to the Soulless sniffing her general area began thinking of a way to escape from this situation, but was getting hard to do so as more and more Soulless were coming towards her location.

She didn't like how the situation was turning out as more and more of the corrupted dragons continued to search for her.

The dragoness gritted her teeth, trying to find a way to distract the soulless long enough for her to slip away without them knowing as she closed her eyes, hoping to come up with a plan before it was too late.

Cynder then opened her eyes as she remembered the fact that there were females being bred on the surface of Warfang and that the soulless dragons had sex with them, mating them for days on end until they were full of eggs.

She then decided to put her plan into action as she let her wings droop, uncloaking her disguise and letting her tail sag as she made a sad face before letting out a small whine that sounded like a female dragon being in heat.

This immediately attracted the attention of the Soulless as they began to growl excitedly towards her direction, but this also drew in some dragons outside which didn't bode well for her.

As the Soulless began approaching her, Cynder made sure to make her body seem more defenseless and weak, making a show of her tail raising up high while exposing her leaking pussy lips.

This seemed to have worked as the Soulless slowly walked towards her in a trance, their dicks dangling underneath as Cynder watched the Soulless approach her with an anxious feeling.

Once the Soulless were close enough, Cynder struck. She raised her head, releasing a shadow ball at the closest Soulless in the face, sending him tumbling back with a loud screech which alerted all of the other Soulless.

She then proceeded to kick a Soulless near her right flank, sending it tumbling back before stomping on the head of a Soulless that tried to sneak up to her from behind as she then grabbed its neck and threw it towards the other approaching Soulless.

"Take that you mele-mouthed bastard!" Cynder shouted before darting towards away, opposite to where Violet left as she didn't want to drag any more Soulless to her sister.

Fortunately for her, there was a longer, more winded path that would make it possible for her to intersect with Violet. Hopefully...

As she ran, the black dragoness noticed that there were a lot of males that were chasing her. She cursed under her breath, but the situation couldn't be any better as there were no Soulless that went to Violet's direction.

In all honesty, the amount of Soulless chasing her was not that much. Only around 20 dragons or so. But she had to consider the fact that in order for them to win, she had to survive long enough until she and Violet could destroy the meteorite.

That being said, Cynder couldn't let her guard down as she ran. Her eyes darted from left to right, making sure that nothing was amiss.

"So far...so good."

The black dragoness thought as she kept her pace. But that was a mistake. As soon as those words left her maw, a Soulless popped out of nowhere, leaping towards her as it tried to tackle her.

Cynder was taken aback by this, but the reflexes that she had developed after years of combat were able to save her just in time as she rolled forward, dodging the Soulless as it skidded towards the floor.

As it lay dazed on the floor, Cynder took the chance and delivered a powerful blow to the Soulless' head, effectively knocking it out.

But just as she was about to leave, a group of Soulless appeared behind the one that she just knocked out and were running towards her location.

Not wanting to be caught, Cynder immediately turned tail and ran, trying to lose the Soulless in the maze-like tunnels that are littered with the scent of corrupted semen that the Soulless had left behind.

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Violet held her breath as a couple of Soulless went past her concealed form, walking slowly as they sniffed the air before continuing their way towards a different direction.

The purple dragoness let out a sigh of relief, but was still careful as she continued her way through the winding corridors of Warfang.

She looked at the surroundings, her eyes filled with disgust as the walls and floors were stained with corrupted cum and eggs that came from dragonesses that were knocked up by Soulless.

The walls were pulsating with purple veins that glowed ominously as Violet made sure not to touch them. She knew that the walls were alive, moving ever so slightly as if it was breathing. There were some pods connected with the purple veins, inside them presumably captured females that were being pumped full of corruption.

She could smell the pheromones that came from the pods, luring any dragon towards the pods. It took everything for Violet to not touch a nearby open one that looked alluring.

"This place is disgusting." Violet thought as she passed through the winding corridors, avoiding the Soulless that patrolled the area.

The violet dragoness tried to recall what Cynder said prior to their private conversation.

According to her sister, only she and a couple of dragons were granted access to the underground bunker, so in the unlikely scenario that Cynder where to get separated from the group, or worse, Violet might have to return back to the library and come up with a different way to get inside the bunker and destroy the meteorite.

Violet skidded to a halt, her ears twitching at the sound of heavy footsteps approaching. The steady, deliberate pace told her everything she needed to know—it was a male dragon, roughly her size.

She remained perfectly still, her breath shallow as she blended seamlessly into the darkness with her shadow magic. The air grew tense as the footsteps drew closer, echoing through the dimly lit space.

Patience. She had to wait.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she pressed herself further into the shadows, watching, listening—waiting for the Soulless to pass. When she didn't hear anything else, she poked her head out from her hiding spot, only to come face to face with the husky figure of Cynder's former mate, now a shell of his former self, Spyro.

His face was only a couple of inches away from hers, purple drool escaped from his maw as his clouded eyes bore deep into Violet's own. It felt like time stood still as both stared at each other, neither making a single sound as they held each other's gaze.

Violet was frozen in fear. She couldn't move an inch, her body felt numb as she realized that the very male who was once a hero to her kind, the one who freed Cynder from the clutches of Malefor, the very same male who helped her grow up into the dragoness that she was today—was standing right in front of her.

And he looked nothing like the heroic dragon she remembered. His features were twisted in a sickly, demented sort of way.

His purple scales were tinged with a darker hue, his eyes were hazy and unfocused as if he wasn't quite there mentally, his breath smelled of female cum as his tongue lolled out of his maw, instinctively licking the side of Violet's muzzle that it made the female shivered from the cool touch of his tongue.

Violet wondered just how many females Spyro pleasured with that long tongue of his to make it smell like that.

A low growl rumbled from deep within his chest as his nostrils flared, inhaling her scent.

'No... Snap out of it!' She managed to snap herself back to reality. In a split second, Violet managed to gather her wits about her and immediately pushed Spyro away as hard as she could.

The sudden action startled him momentarily before growling and lunging at her again, this time, the tentacles on his back flying to the air and darted towards her.

Violet rolled out of the way, narrowly avoiding them as they stabbed into the wall behind where she was a second ago.

"Get away from me!" She growled as she sent a barrage of shadow balls at him.

Naturally, the attacks just bounced off his corrupted form. The purple dragon withdrew his tentacles as he gave the female a salacious grin.

The dragoness audibly gulped, knowing that she stood no chance in combat against the male. Former hero or not, the corrupted male still retained the combat experience even before he had turned into a Soulless, and judging by the way he fought, he was still sharp as ever.

She needed to escape, and fast.

Just as she was about to turn around and run, Spyro intercepted her by shrouding his body in electricity, moving fast as he grabbed the female by the neck and slammed her into the wall.

Violet gasped as the air was knocked out of her lungs upon impact, her vision blurred momentarily as she tried to recover from the blow, but it was too late. Spyro wasted no time in pinning her down on the cold floor, using his weight to keep her there as she struggled helplessly under his heavy form.

Violet growled weakly in protest, trying to push him off but he didn't budge an inch. "Let go of me!" She hissed, twisting her head around and tried to bite his arm.

While the dragoness was struggling to free herself from the purple dragon's grasp, the male took advantage of her predicament and sniffed her neck, causing Violet's ear to flatten against her skull, wincing at the ticklish sensation.

He licked the side of her neck with a long, wet stripe of his rough tongue, eliciting a startled gasp from Violet. Her eyes widened in shock as she felt something warm and wet press against her belly—the tip of Spyro's large cock.

Violet blushed furiously, her cheeks burning hotter than ever before as she looked down in horror at what was happening below her. She couldn't have sex with her sister's mate, that's just so wrong on so many levels!

But the male dragon had no intention of stopping.

Spyro pressed his muzzle into her neck, breathing heavily as he continued to grind his erection against her belly. Violet whimpered in fear as the male began to grow impatient, his grip on her tightening as his claws dug into her scales, leaving behind trails of red lines.

'Think Violet! Think! How do you get yourself out of this situation?!' She thought desperately.

She noticed how the male eased on his grip when his focus was on checking her body out. This made the female have an idea that might be crazy enough to work.

She let the male explore her body as much as he could, allowing herself to recover any bit of strength left as she submitted to the male's wiles. She watched him carefully, studying his movements as the male began to initiate his breeding instincts.

His cock throbbed wildly as it poked her entrance. Violet felt disgusted at the way she let the male do his thing, but she had to do this if she were to escape.

She had to have sex with him.

"P-Please be gentle..." Violet fake-whimpered, closing her eyes and bracing herself for what's about to come next.

The purple dragon purred slowly in response, nuzzling her neck affectionately, completely oblivious to the fact that she was tricking him.

Spyro withdrew his head from her neck, looking down at the female dragon with a look of intense arousal as he positioned himself between her legs.

Violet held her breath as the male spread her pussy lips open with his cock and pushed himself inside. The moment he penetrated her, Violet gasped sharply at how painful it felt.

She expected Spyro's cock to feel good like how her sister described it. But she never imagined it would feel like this—a burning sensation shot through her body as if she was being set on fire, making her cry out in pain.

To be fair, it had been altered due to the corruption but still, she never expected it to be this painful.

Violet clenched her teeth, gritting them together as she endured the pain. She had taken in countless males that at some point, made her an expert in making them faint from breeding, but this could be the first time she actually felt something hurt inside her.

Her body quivered uncontrollably, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to calm herself down.

It didn't help that the male began to thrust like an animal as his hips blurred with each movement he made, fucking her without mercy.

It was like he was trying to break her, and judging by the way she was reacting, he was doing a very good job.

After what felt like forever, Violet finally relaxed as she grew used to his size. The pain slowly faded away until all she could feel was pleasure. She moaned softly, her eyes half-lidded as she gazed up at the ceiling while Spyro continued to fuck her hard. She couldn't believe how incredible it felt.

She had never felt this good before. Her body felt so light as she arched her back, spreading her legs wider apart for him as she let out another loud moan. She began rocking back and forth against him, meeting his thrusts eagerly as she enjoyed the feeling of having his cock inside her.

The male groaned, picking up his pace as his thrusts grew faster and stronger, slamming into her repeatedly as his body trembled with each stroke he made.

'I... Must... Endure...' Violet tried her hardest to remind herself that all of this was for the betterment of her plant. But ancestors above, the way the male handle herself was so godlike that it made her question reality in the most fucked up way possible.

She had thoughts of fully submitting to him, using her body as a breeding tool to satisfy his endless, fucked up lust that can never be quenched.

Violet shook those thoughts away, knowing that she must escape and make sure the meteorite was destroyed. She looked at her breeding partner, noticing how his eyes rolled back as he panted heavily, his tongue hanging out as drool dripped from his open mouth.

He was close to climaxing. If she could only endure this a little longer, when he's relishing the aftermath of his climax, then maybe, just maybe, she could take advantage of his weakened state.

"Come on... Come on..." She whispered quietly, urging him to finish already.

But it seemed like Spyro had other plans. Instead of coming inside her, he withdrew his cock out of her pussy and turned her around, mounting her from behind and forcing her into submission as he thrust himself into her ass, making her gasp in surprise.

The male growled viciously, pressing his claws down hard against her back, holding her in place while he fucked her. Violet cried out, whimpering as tears welled up in her eyes. It was so painful.

She could feel her body being stretched out painfully wide, like she was being split open by his huge cock.

And yet, despite all the pain, she found herself enjoying every moment of it. She moaned loudly, arching her back as she pushed herself against him, enjoying the feeling of his cock inside her ass.

"P-please..." She begged him to continue fucking her. "J-Just cum already! FUCK"

And so he did. He continued pounding her ass, slamming into her repeatedly as his cock pulsated wildly, his hips slapping against her own.

And then both came.

Like a torrential flood, Spyro's cock spurted out countless gallons of corrupted semen, coating her insides purple as Violet came as well, her body trembling violently as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The male's sticky semen coated her insides, filling her up to the brim as Violet's belly swelled to accommodate the virile male's sizeable seed. Violet meanwhile was experiencing a plethora of emotions ranging from disgust to ecstasy. Her pussy squirted so much of her female fluids that by the time she was done cumming, a sizable pool of her cum had formed under her, making the area smell of each dragon's sexual scent.

Her mind was screaming at her to finally wretch herself from the dragon's hold, to get free and rendezvous to her sister.

And yet, she found herself unable to move away.

The pleasure was so intense that Violet couldn't help but purr and let her body instinctively react. The dragoness tightened her hind legs against his hold, wrapping her forelimbs against his neck as she began pulling him closer to herself, squeezing him tight as she brought him into a deep embrace.

She allowed the male to give her a sloppy french kiss as she reciprocated the gesture, tasting the corrupt fluids in his tongue as Violet's pussy twitched from excitement while he switched from fucking her ass to breeding her pussy. The fact that he just finished cumming and was able to recover quickly might have been the reason why the male was able to mate with countless females at the span of a single day, aiding in the mass outbreak that other males had surely been part of.

Spyro was so good in his craft, and Violet could tell by how he was making love with her.

While the mating wasn't exactly as gentle as the ones Violet remembered from her normal days, he took his time fucking her, sometimes thrusting his entire length into her before gradually slowing down, easing the pain that she had initially felt and then surprising her by fucking her so fast that it brought her immense pleasure which Violet had long forgotten since then.

Her mind was slowly slipping away from what was usually her plan. The strength that she gathered previously was being sapped by the corruption that flowed through her body. In a due moment's time, her efforts would be all for naught as the dragoness continued to moan, scream and beg at the purple dragon to fuck her like an animal, to make her as their breeding hen.

To make her theirs.

All of a sudden, her mind snapped back to reality, opening her eyes as a sudden burst of adrenaline surged throughout her body. Her senses came rushing back in full force, making her realize what was happening and quickly assessing her current situation. She had been lost in pleasure earlier and now was taking her sweet, delicious time to enjoy what she thought to be a wonderful sexual romp between dragons.

That's when her instinct kicked in, prompting her to fight and flee immediately.

"Get... off... ME!" With a powerful roar, she bucked her hips upward, knocking Spyro off balance as he flew against a wall. As he did, Violet lunged forward and shot out a barrage of shadow tendrils, wrapping around the male's torso, legs and wings as she prevented him from escaping.

She then clamped his maw shot with her own shadows as well as she dragged him to a nearby closet. Prompting the dragoness to then shut the door closed as she locked him inside. She then made sure to barricade the door with furniture and other heavy items to further keep him from escaping as she ran as fast as she could away from the scene.

The last thing she heard was Spyro's enraged roars and growls before silence returned once more.

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The library doors creaked open. Three draconic forms entered with relative silence as their eyes scanned the surrounding area, looking for the dragoness that led them to this specific area as the lingering scent of Cynder's body remained strong here.

With nothing but the purple glow that emanated from their glowing eyes, the Soulless scouted the library. Using their noses, the three corrupted male dragons followed the trail, ignoring the dusty old books and the large shelves that surrounded the place as they entered the room, where their desired prey awaited...

Before their eyes was a lovely sight.

Aryia and Snowbird were sprawled on a carpet. Their vulnerable sleeping forms could be considered priceless to a hungry and horny Soulless like them, ripe for the plucking as their lips curved up to form malicious grins as they crept upon the young blue feathered and white feathered dragonesses.

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Snowbird kept squirming in her sleep, tossing and turning as she dreamt of being manhandled by her mate who had been corrupted by the meteorite's influence. Her mate, a former black-scaled dragon, now had a violet coloration as he looked mischievously at the female.

The male was standing tall above the white-feathered female in a dominant position, his hard cock throbbing eagerly as it slapped her belly, leaving wet streaks of pre-cum across her lower half as he growled lustfully.

His large knot had veins in them that pulsed an eerie purple as the ridges around his cock twitched with excitement. A globous amount of pre-cum glistened at the very tip as the thick, white fluid slowly leaked off before dripping downwards to her quivering pussy.

"Quebec..." Snowbird breathlessly utter her mate's name, making the dragon look at her with an expression she was all too familiar with when they were mating. He wanted her, and she wanted him back just as badly as him as a shiver ran down her spine when she heard him chuckle lightly, amused at the fact that she had begun whimpering under his presence.

"Needy are you~" The distorted voice of her mate made a chill go down her spine, goosebumps erupting as the female trembled helplessly when the male leaned down for a kiss.

"Hmmph... Glrk!"

His elongated tongue reached lengths which should've been impossible, his heated appendage tasting her lips hungrily before pushing into her mouth, swirling against her own before retracting back out, a long string of saliva connecting their maws until the last bits broke away, splattering wetly on her face.

Her eyes, half-lidded from desire, gazed upon the handsome visage of the dragon whose tongue retracted back into his maw as he gave Snowbird a suave smile while a hint of darkness glimmered across his slit eyes.

Then all of a sudden, the male plunged his throbbing cock deep inside her pussy without any warning, stretching her insides apart as he groaned lustily.

"FUCK!!!" The sudden penetration caught her off guard. She wasn't expecting it at all.

It had felt incredible though, filling her so completely and quickly with his thick, hardened dick that her walls immediately clamped around his pulsating member with incredible force, causing the male to groan as he enveloped her maw once more in a passionate kiss as if trying to stifle her moans.

*plap! plap! plap! plap!*

Every thrust was harsh yet slow, drawing out the moment between them as the male bottomed out, pushing against the entrance of her womb every single time his cock slipped past her folds before plunging right back inside with a hard snap of his hips.

"Ngh... Glrk!!" And once again, his tongue found its way inside her throat. Mating and kissing her simultaneously while keeping pace with his powerful thrusts was proving difficult. But nevertheless, Snowbird was relishing every second of it, letting him do his work.

Had Snowbird been awake, she should have realized that she was being raped in her sleep. The Soulless that she thought was her mate in her dream bred her without consent.

And if she had, she would have tried to fight back. But for now, the white feathered dragoness continued to sleep soundly, completely oblivious to the fact that she was being used as a fucktoy by the very dragon she despised.

"Hmmph! GLLLKK!" The male was relentless, pulling out his tongue only to shove it back inside, tasting every inch of her mouth, while he plunged his throbbing cock deeper into her pussy with each successive thrust, grinding against her quivering cunt walls as they spasmed uncontrollably.

As Snowbird was occupied with her corrupted lover, the two Soulless that had snuck with him were focused on the sleeping Aryia.

The blue feathered dragoness' nose twitched cutely as her mind registered the faint scent of arousal around her. However, she was still deep in sleep that she didn't sensed the lustful intents of those two corrupted dragons that were planning to fuck her.

"Hmmm..." The sleeping dragoness murmured, rolling over where her vulnerable underbelly was shown exposed to the males. She pawed at the air, dreaming of something that made her do that movement while unaware of what was going on around her.

Her legs were spread wide apart, giving a clear view of her pink pussy lips as a the males drooled at the sight. Her maw hung slightly ajar, her tongue hanging loosely on the side as drool seeped to the floor right beside her head.

The two males looked at each other. A silent agreement was made as both Soulless crept towards the defenseless female.

One of them, a blue dragon with a deep shade of purple went to her crotch and began sniffing her musky female scent, making his boner rock hard as it leaked copious amounts of pre-cum on the ground.

The other Soulless just sat there and watched his companion licking the sleeping dragoness' pussy. His long, flexible tongue lashed out from his mouth and flicked across her sensitive clit.

It tasted incredible. The female's juices flowed freely from her folds, coating his maw with her sweet nectar as he lapped at her cunt greedily. As a result, the female squirmed in her sleep, not used to getting her virgin pussy eaten out.

Not that it even mattered. She was a virgin until this day. With her also being a princess and excluded from social events that require bodily connections by her father, Ragnorak, the dragoness was as pure as she could be.

Until this night where the two corrupted Soulless will change her forever.

Her tail swished back and forth, slapping the male's underbelly and sometimes his sensitive prick, making the male grumble into her quivering groin as Aryia whimpered. Her paws went to the dragon's head and tried pushing him deeper into her snatch forcing him to eat her out, trying to force more pleasurable sensations from her dream.

He obliged, sucking and nipping at her moist, slick folds before pushing his tongue deep within her vagina. He flicked and rubbed her inner walls, savoring her delicious taste and stimulating her nerves, making her arch her back with a shuddering cry of pleasure.

"Hnggg!"

Aryia moaned as she ground her pussy on him, coating him with her delicious nectar while his tongue stroked and massaged her cervix. He nibbled on her sensitive clit as well, suckling and teasing her tiny bud.

Meanwhile, the other soulless had seen enough and decided to occupy the sleeping female's maw. Looking at her luscious muzzle, the corrupted male couldn't help but lean down and run his tongue across her smooth muzzle.

He then gently pressed his lips onto hers and opened her mouth, pushing his tongue inside as it slithered deep up her throat, exploring every nook and cranny before discovering an incredible warmth waiting for him.

"Huhh... Bwagh?"

This seemed to have woken Aryia from her sleep only to be met with the violet underside of the corrupted male making out with her as she tried to scream. However, the male had already subdued the dragoness under his strength as his tongue kept invading her orifice.

All her frantic movements only made her shift and wriggle from underneath, squeezing her vagina on the flexible muscle currently violating her.

"Glrgh!"

She tried to call out her friend, to ask for her aid. But what she heard were only loud slaps and heavy moans coming from her friend's side.

Afraid yet curious at the same time, her wide eyes looked at where her white feathery friend lay in hopes of assistance only for her eyes to grow big and her blush became more apparent.

Her white feathered friend was in a compromising position. Currently on her back and wings spread wide, the white feathered dragoness bucked her hips in the air and matched the rhythm of the large dragon fucking her.

Unlike the ones she and the others have seen, the huge dark-purple dragon reeked of powerful virility, his dragonhood filling her cunt perfectly, so big, so long, reaching the depths of her cunt as the flared head slammed into her cervix painfully so.

Not to mention that after all that, she was still asleep! Unconsciously sleeping as she let this giant, foreign cock to keep banging her like a bitch in heat.

They were both literally under the mercy of the corrupted dragon, and once the two males decided that enough preparation was done for the submissive avian-like dragon, Aryia sluggishly tried to stand up to try and run, however she failed as she only managed to slump down on the floor as she felt weak.

"Rurrr~"

The males were pleased that their secretions had managed to work just as quickly as they'd hoped, already making the female feel submissive and weak as she trembled by the pleasure that coursed through her veins.

"Ahh... Hahhh..." Aryia breathlessly panted as she quivered in fear.

The two males growled deeply, slowly turning the female in a doggystyle position so that she'd be in a perfect mount to tag team. The female whines, being exposed and presented before her perpetrators as they watch her shudder, nuzzling their muzzles against the female's orifices.

Not long after, the two males began to take their positions. Their cocks hard and needy, the corrupted creatures positioned their dragonhoods near her mouth and pussy, just before violently thrusting inside.

Choking and gasping, Aryia's eyes bulged with shock and horror.

"Ackkkhhh!" She gagged at the large cock plunging deep into her throat. She could feel the bulge forming around her neck and she began to panic.

Uncaring and unforgiving, the male behind began humping the female relentlessly, ramming her poor pussy without mercy, his spines digging painfully into her virgin cunt. The pain intensified tenfold the moment she felt the male's long and slender cock tickle the thin veil separating her womb from the rest of her pussy.

In and out, push and pull, the males relished the sight, feeling the warm, wet, flesh massaging their hard meat as the two rutted and humped her mercilessly. Aryia couldn't help the drool that ran down her mouth as her body convulsed from the powerful pounding, her hindpaws trembling, toes curling in pleasure while her wings flapped sporadically.

"Slu-hrupp!" Sloppy, muffled whimpers left her filled maw as the large cock in her throat plowed and fucked the female with vigour.

The males moaned and groaned in unison, the smell of sex permeating their senses. It was so much that they began thrusting and fucking her roughly, no care if it was her first time or not.

---

The library began to get filled with the relentless groaning as the sounds of fleshing slapping was getting more evident as they all huffed and puffed for air, a cloud of steam-hot mist erupting and evaporating every time a hard thrust was enacted upon her body, their throbbing cocks trying their damnest to inject the two female's insides with as many fertile cum as possible.

A puddle of corrupted cum had already formed underneath the raped dragonesses, their bodies being used as nothing but as a way to carry their offsprings like good brood hens.

Contrary to her unwillingness, their cum was potent, intoxicating even. There was something in it that ignited their cores, made the two dragonesses shake and tremble with both pleasure and thrill. They couldn't fight it, not that they could, for the very feelings that they hated the most made their crotches burn and their minds clouded.

"Hmmmm! Yes… M-More." Snowbird said dreamily, surprisingly, was still asleep after all that breeding.

The male dragon above her growled, heeding her words like an obedient puppy. Not that he wanted her permission to cum.

In fact, he had orgasmed multiple times since this past hour, and every time he did, his thrusts became harder, his desire for his own pleasure unbridled, and his instinct was primal.

*SQUIRT!*

And came, he did.

Another powerful orgasm sent her reeling to the edge again. The searing warmth in her body grew more potent, and the white feathered dragon could only scream, her entire form trembling violently as she was drowning in absolute bliss, unaware of her fate.

As she laid slumped on the ground, her body tired, the male dismounted his spent unconscious lover, his work done now that she'd been seeded.

Glorious and potent, his scent invaded her senses like an anthem and his heavy spurts of cum filled the floor beneath them. For a minute or two, she remained there, panting like she had no tomorrow and utterly broken from the vicious fucking.

Still she was still asleep. It's comically amusing how she was getting fucked hard and repeatedly while still asleep. Her face still donning an uncomfortable expression, her snout flared, puffing steaming hot steam to the surroundings, but the feathered dragon was simply not willing to wake up.

Although it's fortunate for the Soulless. The tentacles on his backs darted to her body, wrapping around her waist as she was then pulled towards his underbelly, off the floor, securing her body to his, reinserting his dragonhood into her cunny.

For some reason, the Soulless had the sudden urge to bring the female to their hive. A sudden call by the being that orchestrated the entire epidemic that swept the land of Warfang was instructing him directly that this female was special, and had to be brought to his master.

Looking at the two males currently occupied with their catch, the Soulless decided that they would be fine if he left them to bring his newly acquired broodhen to their den.

"Grrrr..." The Soulless growled when he heard the female underneath him wiggled unconsciously. The sudden movement made him cum once again, even though he had came a few seconds earlier before he began dragging her away.

The Soulless couldn't resist. Her warm cunt around his throbbing dick was all-encompassing. Still, the instinct told him to bring her home so there the white feathered dragoness goes, limping and moaning as his throbbing cock ravaged her fertile body.

A trail of splooge was left behind him as the Soulless trekked outside the library while carrying Snowbird underneath him, both his tentacles and her cum-filled body dripping in the fetid cum.

All he could think about was his own gratification as he wildly humped her small pussy while walking away, his lusts running rampant with his new little cocksleeve, fucking her forever after~.

Meanwhile, her blue feathered friend was lost in a sea of pleasure. Having been fucked, licked and snogged so thoroughly and non-stop had certainly drained her of her will, leaving behind a degenerate cunt whose pleasure and sexual drive knows no bounds as Aryia willingly bobbed her head on the fat purple dick invading her maw.

She drank and kissed the strong cumshot out of his twitching dick, showing the other male that was cumming for god knows how much into her pussy, moaning and squealing as another massive load filled her womb for the fourth time.

He growled darkly and deep, taking the hint and making her clit tingle with delight as he picked up the pace. He was no longer caring and gentle, using her whole being as a sperm rag to deposit his many baby batter into her poor womb.

At some point, the Soulless that was fucking her pussy growled. His cockhead parted like a blossoming petal, the ovipositor unfolding, writhing, and ready to deposit the eggs deep into the female.

*blorp! blorp! blorp!*

One by one, the unusually shaped eggs slid from the male's lengthy cock and into the female's quivering vagina, entering her womb after such a short distance.

"Hmphhhh!!!" Her muffled screams were silenced by the male breeding her maw. Feeling the entrance of her pussy being stretched to the brim, Aryia was once again feeling pain accompanied by pleasure, knowing very well that her tiny pussy was getting stretched with corruption eggs, of all things.

She wouldn't have wantedit, but right at this moment, as her whole body was stimulated, she couldn't help herself. The depraved orifice down there kept squeezing and pulling as more and more eggs slipped inside her poor little slit.

'Ohhhh gods!! Hng! More.. pleasshhhh' A mind-broken moan left her lips before the male penetrated her, muffling her in the process, and pumped into her as fast as his energetic self could.

No doubt his slimy dick has found release, spurting a river of seed into her stomach and pumping more and more, growing another mass within her.

It was truly unfortunate that the two females were captured. Had they managed to wake up and hold back those corrupted dragons for a bit longer, they would have been saved by a certain violet dragoness that looked horrified at the way things turned out in the library.

"No..." Violet whispered, blending in the shadows as she watched Snowbird unconscious and being taken away to god knows where while Aryia was enjoying her time being double teamed by two Soulless.

Even if she decided to save Aryia and leave Snowbird to her fate, she would have been too unfocused to assist her in destroying the meteorite.

"I'm sorry everyone... I promise I'll save you all..." Violet left the library entrance, going to where Cynder instructed her to go first.

---

Cynder breathed a sigh of relieve when she managed to lose the Soulless that gave chase to her. Having concealed herself with the shadows and hid within the dark corners of the temple, the black dragoness managed to safely cross the Soulless infested hallways.

The sounds of mating echoing through the halls grew louder the deeper she made her way towards her destination, making the dragoness flinch at each sound and moan.

She could see every dragon she had been familiar with either being fucked or be the ones fucking. The sight of them humping like a wild animal made her blush even harder than she already was.

'Ughh... not now, horny mind...' She shook her head, willing her horny mind to shut up, and continued moving forward.

It was such a relief that she didn't encounter any more idle Soulless during her trek. But then she stopped midway.

'That's strange… Why haven't I encountered any?' Cynder thought, her eyes scanning the empty corridors. The temple had been crawling with Soulless just moments ago, yet now… nothing.

She shook her head. This wasn't the time to dwell on it—she had to stay focused if she wanted to succeed. The path to the vault was growing clearer, which meant fewer obstacles to deal with. That should have reassured her, but instead, an uneasy feeling crept up her spine.

At last, she reached her destination—a massive set of metal doors, inscribed with powerful enchantments to prevent intruders from breaking in. Even if someone managed to breach this entrance, they would have to descend an impossibly long staircase—nearly a kilometer in length—only to face yet another sealed door, its magic far more intricate and difficult to bypass.

Fortunately, Cynder was among the few dragons granted unrestricted access. With a simple motion, the protective wards recognized her presence, and the heavy doors groaned open. She was about to step inside when—

"Cynder!"

She whirled around, her body tensing for a fight—only to feel a wave of relief wash over her when she saw her sister.

"Violet! Thank the Ancestors, you made it!" Cynder exhaled, her shoulders relaxing. But the moment she got a closer look at her sister's expression, that relief evaporated.

"Violet? What's wrong?"

The violet dragoness hesitated, her wings shifting uncomfortably. Cynder could sense it—something had gone terribly, horribly wrong. She braced herself as Violet took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Snowbird and Aryia… They were—"

Cynder's heart dropped.

"Oh no…"

A heavy silence settled between them. Cynder struggled to process the weight of Violet's words. They had split up only briefly—to scout the area and regroup before pressing forward. She never imagined their friends would be taken so swiftly, so easily.

Violet lowered her head, guilt flickering in her violet eyes. Cynder swallowed hard, forcing herself to push down the rising dread.

"We'll find a way to bring them back," she said, her voice firm despite the uncertainty gnawing at her. "I promise."

She didn't know how—but she had to believe they could.

"For now, we need to focus on our mission," she continued, trying to keep her thoughts from spiraling. If they hesitated now, if they let fear paralyze them, they would lose everything.

Violet nodded, though her expression remained troubled. Cynder felt the same.

She turned back toward the vault's entrance. I'm sorry, Aryia… Snowbird… Hold on.

With one final glance at each other, the two dragonesses stepped inside.

---

"Don't let your guard down. Something is very wrong here," Cynder muttered, her voice low and tense as she descended the impossibly long spiral staircase.

The walls on either side stretched endlessly downward, looking as pristine as they had been a week before the infection began—an unsettling contrast to the temple's upper levels, where sickly purple, plant-like roots pulsed with corruption, spreading like a cancer through the stone corridors.

The two dragonesses moved cautiously, their night-vision eyes—an inherited trait from their dark lineage—glowing faintly with a yellow hue. They needed no torches or magical light to navigate the darkness, and yet, something about this place felt... off.

Violet glanced at Cynder, noting how her sister's gaze lingered on the walls, her expression shadowed with concern. Cynder was analyzing their surroundings more intently than usual, her eyes scanning every surface with a careful, almost wary precision.

Violet wanted to ask what was wrong, but she held back, letting Cynder process whatever she was thinking.

That patience lasted until Cynder suddenly stopped in her tracks, standing still for a full minute.

"Cynder?" Violet finally broke the silence. "What is it?"

The black dragoness narrowed her eyes, stepping closer to the wall. "Something's not right. I can't put my claw on it, but… this place feels wrong."

She pressed her snout against the stone and sniffed—only to recoil instantly, her face twisting with disgust.

"This scent… It's the same as the one I smelled at the crater!" she hissed, her expression darkening.

Violet frowned. To her, the walls looked no different, but something about the way Cynder reacted sent a chill through her. She reached out, brushing a claw against the surface. That's when she noticed it—the texture was off.

"What do you mean? Wasn't this place protected by magic?"

"It was," Cynder confirmed, her voice grave. "But I think… the magic's been corrupted."

The weight of that realization settled heavily between them. And then—

Rumble.

The walls around them trembled.

Both dragonesses instantly tensed, dropping into a battle stance, scanning their surroundings for the source of the noise. But there was nothing—no enemy, no movement—until Cynder's eyes widened in horror.

"Violet—duck!"

The walls bulged. Pulsing, grotesque lumps formed beneath the surface, and a split second later—

Tentacles.

Sickly, fleshy tendrils erupted from the walls, their textures and colors perfectly mimicking the stone. They lashed out with terrifying speed, striking where the two had just stood.

Cynder and Violet were already moving. Twisting, leaping, dodging—slipping through the onslaught like dancers in a deadly waltz. But the tentacles kept coming, growing in number, filling the narrow stairwell. Their movements became increasingly restricted, the walls themselves closing in on them.

"This isn't stopping!" Violet shouted.

"Run like hell!" Cynder barked in response.

Without hesitation, they dove down the spiraling staircase, weaving through the ever-expanding mass of tendrils. More and more sprouted from every crack and crevice, some morphing into jagged spikes sharp enough to skewer them if they weren't careful.

Cynder's eyes darted downward—the bottom was close.

"Violet, hurry!"

The two dragonesses propelled themselves forward, dodging and twisting mid-air as the writhing tendrils reached for them like grasping claws.

"Just a bit more! We're close!" She could see the metal doors that suddenly opened in response to her voice.

They were almost there—but then something wrapped around Cynder's hind leg, sending her flying backward.

She was slammed into the wall, and before she could recover, she was met face to face with her former lover, looking hungrily at her while the numerous tendrils on his back darted forward and wrapped all over her body to prevent her from escaping.

"Grrrrr~"

"Spyro..."

Cynder tried to plead to the purple dragon, to see if there was still a flicker of his former self back there. Unfortunately, all she met was nothing more than a beast that only knew to breed as Spyro licked her neck and began pushing his cock inside Cynder's pussy.

"You've got to be kidding me... Not now..."

"Get off my sister!" Violet lunged forward, slamming into the attacking dragon with full force and knocking him away from Cynder. Without wasting a second, she pulled her sister away from the walls' hold that began to subdue her.

The momentum sent them both into a freefall, crashing hard against the ground. A thick cloud of dust erupted around them upon impact. Violet quickly shook herself off, emerging relatively unharmed.

"Are you alright?" she asked, eyes filled with concern.

Cynder gritted her teeth, pain throbbing through her body.

"I'll manage," She muttered, though the ache in her limbs said otherwise. But now wasn't the time to dwell on it. She shot a glance at Spyro, who fell right next to them, already stirring—his body tense, his breath ragged.

Then came a snarl. Low, menacing, and filled with hunger.

And it's coming from above.

Cynder's heart pounded, looking up and saw dozens of Soulless loomed on the surrounding ledges, their hollow eyes gleaming with a sickly hunger. More slithered from the shadows, gathering along the walls and ceiling like a living tide, encircling them in eerie silence.

The two dragonesses began to stand up as they stood side by side with one another, preparing for the horde of Soulless that were about to descend upon them.

They waited in anticipation. They waited for the Soulless to move, to do anything.

But nothing happened.

The Soulless remained still. Watching. Their presence suffocating, their silence far more unnerving than any frenzied attack.

"Why aren't they moving?" Violet whispered, tension threading her voice.

"I don't know," Cynder muttered, her sharp eyes scanning their grotesque audience. Every fiber of her being screamed that something was wrong.

"But we have to go. Now."

Moving cautiously, they stepped past the vault doors, their gazes locked onto the Soulless, expecting them to strike at any moment.

Yet, the creatures did nothing.

As the sisters crossed the threshold, the Soulless began to shift—turning away, slinking back into the darkness as if retreating on some silent command. The oppressive presence lifted, fading into an unnatural stillness.

Only one figure remained.

Spyro.

His body lay motionless on the cold stone.

Then, his eyes snapped open.

---

"Oh… my ancestors…"

Both dragonesses stood frozen, their eyes wide with horror as they took in the sight before them.

The vault—once a sacred chamber—was now unrecognizable. Thick, pulsating purple roots snaked across the walls and ceiling, writhing with an eerie, unnatural life. The ground was slick with a tar-like slime, its surface glistening under the faint purplish glow emanating from the center of the room.

Overhead, a thick layer of oozing filth coated the ceiling, dripping in slow, viscous strands like saliva from the maw of some grotesque beast. The once-pristine temple now resembled the diseased entrails of a living nightmare.

"This is insane… what happened here?" Violet whispered, her voice barely above a breath.

She scanned the chamber, noticing an unsettling stillness. No movement. No signs of the Soulless. Only the quiet, ceaseless pulsing of the corruption itself.

"I don't know," Cynder muttered, her expression dark. "But one thing is certain—this place has been consumed."

Violet turned to her sister, eyes sharp with urgency. "What do we do?"

"There's only one thing left." Cynder took a steady breath, her gaze locking onto the meteorite at the heart of the corruption. Her voice hardened with resolve.

"We destroy it."

As if in response to her declaration, the vault trembled violently. A deep, resonating hum filled the chamber as waves of magical energy pulsed through the air. Dust rained down from the ceiling, and the walls shuddered as if something massive was stirring within them.

Violet's breath caught in her throat. "What's—what's happening?!"

"It senses our intent," Cynder growled through gritted teeth, every muscle in her body coiled like a spring. "It will stop at nothing to survive."

A deep, guttural rumble vibrated through the walls, followed by the sharp, splintering crack of stone giving way. Thick fissures spiderwebbed across the ceiling as chunks of debris rained down. The entire chamber lurched violently, the floor pitching and rolling beneath their claws like a restless sea.

Violet staggered, struggling to maintain her balance. "Cynder—!"

"Stop. Be still."

A deep, commanding voice resonated from behind them.

And just like that, the chaos ceased.

The tremors vanished. The deafening roar of cracking stone faded into an unnatural silence. The only sound left was the slow, rhythmic pulsing of the corruption itself, like a heartbeat reverberating through the walls.

Cynder and Violet turned sharply, their hearts pounding.

Spyro stood behind them.

His eyes, once filled with fire and raw emotion, were cold, distant—utterly unreadable.

Something was wrong.

It wasn't just the eerie stillness of his expression, nor the way he carried himself. This was not the same crazed hunger that had overtaken every other corrupted dragon they had encountered before.

No growling. No mindless instinct.

Instead, something far more sinister lurked beneath the surface.

Cynder swallowed hard. "Spyro?"

She knew corrupted males could not speak. They could only snarl, moan, and act on primal impulse. Yet, here he was—standing before them, silent and composed.

Then he spoke.

"Spyro?" the purple dragon repeated, almost as if testing the name on his tongue.

His gaze drifted downward, flexing his claws—metallic, razor-sharp, scraping against the stone floor with an eerie screech. "I see… so that is the name of your aforementioned mate."

His voice was low, deliberate, carrying an unnatural weight that sent a chill through Cynder's spine.

Closing his eyes, he reached deep into the memories of the body he now controlled.

Flashes of emotions—laughter, pain, fear, joy, love—flickered across his mind like dying embers. Fleeting, fragile, yet infinitely precious.

And utterly meaningless to him.

When he opened his eyes, they settled on Cynder. "You must be Cynder, correct?"

Silence.

He turned his gaze to Violet. "And you must be Violet. My vessel's mate's… sister?"

Violet's body tensed, her wings flaring slightly in response. "I don't know what's happened to Spyro, but…" She lowered her stance, readying for a fight. "I have a feeling someone else is pulling the strings."

The dragon smirked. "Indeed, I am."

He cast a glance toward the glowing meteorite at the heart of the chamber, a faint glimmer of amusement flickering in his otherwise empty gaze. "You believe that destroying my vessel will undo the corruption. That doing so will bring everything back to the way it was."

Cynder's eyes darkened. "So it's true." Her voice was steady, but beneath it simmered fury. "You're the one behind this."

A chuckle rumbled in the dragon's throat—a sound so eerily composed, so mocking, it sent a ripple of anger through Cynder.

Her claws dug into the ground. "Who are you?!" she demanded, her voice raw with rage. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"

She lunged.

But before she could strike, Violet grabbed her, holding her back.

"Cynder, wait!" Violet's voice was urgent, firm. "We don't know what we're dealing with!"

Cynder's breath came hard and fast, her body trembling with restrained fury.

The entity inhabiting Spyro's form simply watched, amusement flickering in his unnatural gaze.

And then, he smiled.

"You can call me Eclipse." He stepped forward.

And then suddenly appeared behind the two females.

"And you two... will be my personal brood hens starting now."

Like a flash of lightning, Eclipse inhabiting the purple dragon's body suddenly struck Cynder and Violet with the purple dragon's own elemental attack.

A radiant purple flame blew the two towards the walls, barely managing to react to the dragon's incredibly fast movement as Eclipse suddenly caught the two in a choke hold, slamming them into the ground while the meteorite behind him glowed brighter.

Violet gasped, struggling against the purple dragon's incredible strength while Cynder lay limp against the dragon's grasp, knocked out.

In a desperate attempt to break free, the violet dragoness fired a shadow blast at Spyro's face in point blank range.

But it did nothing. The blast dissipated harmlessly against the dragon's scales.

"How in the..."

"My my, fiesty one, are you?"

Eclipse looked down at the two females with a sadistic smile.

"I would love to see more of that in the future."

He tightened his grip on their throats, drawing a pained gasp from both Cynder and Violet.

"But for now... I need you both to stay still."

Suddenly, countless tentacles appeared from the purple dragon's back, wrapping around Cynder and Violet's body.

The tentacles slithered and squirmed, probing along their scales in search of openings.

It didn't take long before the tentacles found their targets. When the tentacles were about to insert themselves to the females' orifices, Cynder managed to wake up just in time to morph her body into the being's shadow and escape.

"Tsk. How annoying." Eclipse could feel the purple dragon's scales prickle, signaling that this body's mate had gone behind him without revealing her corporeal form.

Entrusting the violet dragoness to the tentacles that formed underneath him, the dragon began to channel Spyro's ability to counteract the black dragoness' own.

"Don't think you can do a sneak attack on my, former terror of the skies~" Turning around and releasing an ice breath, the dragon was able to trap Cynder, turning her back into her corporeal form, before grabbing her by the neck and slamming her towards the wall.

"There we go, that should make things easier."

As he approached, Cynder thrashed wildly against his grasp, snarling in defiance. "G-Gack! W-What are you planning to do to us?!"

Eclipse merely smirked, tightening his grip around Cynder's throat until she was gasping for air.

"Oh... I'm sure you'll find out soon enough." Eclipse said ominously as a sudden explosion came from the middle.

The shockwave of the explosion caused various bits of dust, equipment, and the usual roots that were near the epicenter to be blown away as the walls around them crumbled.

The purple dragon's hold on Cynder suddenly weakened as well as the tentacles that subdued Violet as they got blown into the wall, knocking the wind out of their lungs before slamming down into the ground with a large thud.

"Ugh... My head..." A loud ringing noise could be heard inside their ears as they struggled to get up, dazed from the impact of the explosion.

Cynder's vision was blurry at first, but after a couple of seconds of rubbing her eyes, she could see Violet's familiar figure next to her.

"Violet!" She dragged herself to her sister's side and checked if she was alright, which thankfully she was. "Are you alright?"

"Y-Yeah... What happened?" Violet asked, dazed and confused.

"I'm not sure..." She tried scanning for Spyro's body that seemed to be blown with them into the wall, but the smoke was too thick to make out anything. "But whatever it is, it can't be good..."

"Now why would you think it wouldn't be anything good, my dears~?" A deep heavy voice resonated through the smoky room, making Cynder freeze in fear.

A large, alien-like black dragon appeared from the smoke. Its face resembled that of a reptile, yet more feral looking while its body was covered in strange armor that was unlike anything they had ever seen.

A swirling black hole adorned his chest, with two blue stars orbiting it, giving it a rather ethereal look. The more they looked at the large dragon that graced them with his intimidating presence, the more intimidated they became.

The unknown dragon simply smiled, pleased with their response as it slowly walked towards the two, not even minding the unconscious purple dragon that he used to possess and was now laying a couple of feet from him.

"Hmmm~ I suppose I owe that purple dragon a favor~" He looked at the terrified dragonesses that stood before him.

"After all, it got me to know you two about your... special needs~" Having recalled the memories that he saw within the Spyro's mind, he managed to experience not only his life beforehand, but also the intimate sexual experiences that the purple dragon had with the two dragonesses before him.

He snapped his claws, and with it, Spyro's body suddenly filled with life once more. As usual, the purple dragon had the same expression like the other Soulless that threatened to breed any female they see.

As he stood up, the purple dragon did nothing but just stand there, looking lustfully at the two females before him as Eclipse put his large paw over the purple dragon's head which made him purr like a cat.

"Now now my pet~ Those two are rightfully mine~" Eclipse said which made Spyro whine. "Although, just this once, I'm giving you permission to breed your former mate, one last time. Take it as your reward for letting me inhabit your body and giving me insights on those two dragoness' wonderful kinks~"

"Rrrrr~" The purple dragon growled softly in return, turning to look at Cynder with a voracious hunger in his eyes.

Eclipse licked his lips as he remembered how Cynder's and Violet's body felt as they were being bred by the purple dragon's cock, and how their warm cunts wrapped around the breeding tool like a sleeve, begging for more.

Just thinking about it made him shiver in delight. It has been millennia since he felt such pleasure. It was as if a small part of him managed to wake up from its slumber.

Now that he had his own body to do as he pleased, that fleeting dream wouldn't be much of a dream anymore.

Cynder and Violet didn't say anything, and simply backed away from the large dragon. But before they could make another step, the large dragon simply lifted a claw, signaling for them to stop.

"Where do you think you're going? We have much to discuss about, my dears~" Eclipse smirked as he spread his arms out, presenting his entire body to them. "After all, I believe you are well aware that this world is falling into ruin."

He slowly walked towards them, countless tentacles protruding from his back as a black miasma seeped from his body.

"Starting with Warfang~ You two will be my new queens, and with me, I will consume this world and bring an era of new beginnings~" The black dragon extended his arms out as if he was offering something to them.

Both Cynder and Violet backed away from the large male. But before they could run away, the tentacles protruding from his back reached out for them, wrapping their bodies in an inescapable hold.

"Now, now, my dear queens~ Do not struggle so much~" Eclipse smiled as he watched the two dragonesses squirm in his grip. "I will show you true pleasure that no male can ever offer~"

"N-No! Stop!" Violet screamed as she struggled against the restraints that wrapped around her body. But alas, her efforts were futile as the tentacles simply tightened around her body, squeezing her tightly.

Cynder was no worse than her, as she tried to bite through the appendages, but all it did was get a mouthful of the black and purple goo that seemed to be coming out of the tentacle.

"B-Blargh!" The black dragoness tried spitting out the substance that tasted foul, yet its strong taste was appealing in some ways, a hint of its rich, sweet flavor lingering in her tongue, slowly poisoning her with desire and pleasure.

Eclipse chuckled deeply as he approached the two dragonesses with three slick and slithery cocks protruding from his groin, pointing outwards as a pink liquid oozed down the fleshy veins.

Each of his cocks had a variety of forms that ranging from one with multiple bulging veins, bumps, lumps, and a round knob; the other resembling the length and girth of a horse cock with numerous fleshy flower-shaped feelers; and a final one similar to what other mutated Soulless were equipped with, a monstrous serpentine dick, an array of ribbed spines lining its underbelly.

He extended his tentacles towards the females dragging them across the floor until they had reached Spyro's side who still held that emotionless stare in his eyes.

"Here's your mate, my pet~" Eclipse released Spyro from his grasp.

"Rrrr~ Raaarrg!" The purple dragon growled in excitement upon having the familiar scent of his former mate presented to his nose. Without any hesitation, Spyro walked up to Cynder, sniffed around her and began to rub his cheek against hers as Cynder felt a pang of despair surge through her mind.

'No... this isn't right! There must be something I can do!' She tried to fight back, but the black dragon had a different plan in mind as the tentacles that held Cynder in place suddenly positioned her in a way where her hind was aimed in the purple dragon's direction.

Cynder saw her chances slipping away as the tentacles forced her legs apart, leaving her bare, dripping snatch exposed as Spyro drooled at the puffed up sight of his former mate's hot, inviting quim.

"Go wild my pet~"

Eclipse then put his attention to Violet who continued gnawing at the tentacles that held her tight.

"Now, let us not forget about you, my dear~" The black dragon let out a deep chuckle before forcing a single large tentacle to breach Violet's pussy.

Violet could only wince and cry at the overwhelming sensation she felt as she felt her body stretching to the max to accommodate the massive rod of muscle invading her, rearranging her insides just to fit inside her.

"Uugh, it hurts! It hurts!" She yelped as the foreign object churned her inner walls, piercing through her flesh as if they had a mind of their own.

"Don't worry my queen~ You WILL grow used to it~" He said as if the dragoness had no choice in the matter, putting emphasis on the 'WILL' as the thrashing of his tentacles suddenly stopped.

Without proper preparation, the dragonss's mind would likely break under the extreme stretch and sensation.

Usually, it wouldn't be ideal for a female to have their mind still intact when being turned into a breeding hen, but when Eclipse had access to Spyro's memories and experienced what the purple dragon was doing when mating with defiant females, he found it oddly stimulating to the point where it became his new kink.

There's just something so... oddly satisfying when a dragoness was able to fight back. When a female tries so hard not to give in. That struggle was what makes them feel wonderful the moment they finally gave in to their urges and enjoy the folly and carnal bliss of intercourse and being turned into his queens.

'Hehe... Who says I can't enjoy myself on my path to glory?' Eclipse pondered as he realized that Violet had stopped crying in pain, now taking in his one single tentacle with raptured bliss.

"Eager bitch~"

He let out a throaty chuckle, relinquishing the tentacle that nested between her folds which resulted in Violet letting out a tired whine.

A loud whine from Spyro's direction took him out of his stupor, gazing upon his little champion having a delightful moment with his former mate, rutting and grunting against her tightening cunt.

"How adorable."

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While Eclipse was preparing Violet for the inevitable rutting that's going to take place. Cynder was stuck having to go along with Spyro unbridled physical affection, licking her body all over while nibbling at the sensitive neck scales that were used for crooning during the times of courtship.

It's like his former self was showing on top of his corrupted form that only lust and instinct mattered at this very moment.

The sight of seeing her corrupted mate about to breed her doesn't seem that bad at all, if she were to take into account that this was her last time to be with Spyro as she would be offered as that monster's queen along with her sister.

That thought alone was enough for her to cast away any sort of resistance towards her partner, fully giving Spyro her body and soul to corrupt, saying words unto her lover's ears to encourage him to indulge.

"Hngg... Spyro... Please...!" Cynder gasped in between kisses, she parted her legs once more, showing herself off to the purple dragon, she let out a yelp upon seeing his gargantuan meat quiver in lust before spreading her sex with her paws.

The purple dragon growled lustfully before mounting her. In that position, Cynder knew that he would enter her snug core without so much as any prior preparation, he would surely hurt her when entering but she couldn't care any less.

As Spyro felt his large cock head forcing entry into her cunt once more, the dragon let out a howl of pleasure once it finally pressed against her fleshy folds, finding her soft, warm insides again. He smiled at her in triumph, the expression a far cry from the usual sincere smile he would often have as Cynder waited in anticipation for more of her lover's prick.

Her eyes went wide upon feeling a hard thrust followed by another, as she then let out moan after moan with every thrust her former mate made into her needy snatch, the sheer power behind his powerful rutting caused her already overloaded sense to melt.

All Cynder could think of at that very moment was to mate with him as his cock hit her G-Spot with such incredible strength, his every thrust felt like her body was on fire, and her mind melting into his animalistic domination.

"Glarrgh~ Blargh!" A gurgle of lust escaped the dragoness' maw before it was occupied by one of Spyro's tentacles that wiggled from his back. Immediately it began secreting corrupted fluids to the female as he forced her to drink every last bit of that slimy substance.

Once that's out of the way, the corrupted purple dragon brought forth another pair of tentacles. This time, it had a tapered tip that secreted the same fluids as the one on Cynder's maw before slithering towards her anus which clenched hard when it felt the wriggling appendage's tip touching the sensitive flesh.

The black dragoness yelped when the smooth, tapered tip started prying her backside open, its slathering slick making a perfect lube to lubricate the twitching anus.

Slowly it worked her flesh open as the strong muscled dragon under her plow on with relentless speed as his big fat head kept ramming her fleshy lips mercilessly, further feeding the animal instincts that overwhelmed her mind while his knot mashed her outer lips, demanding entrance.

She let out a pained, prolonged scream when her anal ring was stretched enough for the tapered tip to penetrate, its thick length ramming into the unused tunnel, assaulting the sensitive nerves to the core. The muscles inside spasm and clench wildly around the thick limb which rut into her depths in unbridled greed.

"FUCK!" Her scream was music to his ears, seeing her body seize on top of his raging member, it was a sure sign that the dark beauty was starting to feel her own end.

She squirmed wildly and mewled in pain at the tentacles moving and spreading her bowels open while Spyro fucked her vagina with a desperate need to see the tight walls close around him and coat his throbbing meat with more of her delicious cream.

Just as he expected, the same kind of rush built in the pit of his belly and, after a couple of thrusts and wild twitching, his eyes shut themselves as the mind blowing, earth shattering rush washed him.

His knot swelled and hot spurts of gooey, sticky seed shot from him to coat her insides.

"H-Hmphh!!!!"

With one final push, he broke past the defenses of the battered orifice before him, letting his massive bulb stretch the dragoness's abused flesh wide as his slimy goop leaked from the underside of her tail, her pained mumbling falling deaf ears against him.

Cynder released her seed not long after he did, feeling their combined sexual fluids sloshing inside her vagina as more and more were squeezed into her.

He continued to fill her up to the point where her stomach bulged into a ridiculous round shape. The glorious feeling of completing the bond of mating with the one that she loved the most sent him soaring higher.

After rejecting his corruptive advances these past few days, being able to receive his seed one final time in an explosion of pure, unbridled delight, brought her a strange sense of satisfaction, even in spite of being split by his tentacles and dick.

And yet despite that explosive release of pleasure, the purple dragon continued to thrust like a beast. His bottomless lust insatiable with but a single release of his tainted essence, his loins pulsing again in desperate need as he pushed further in to relish in her clenching warmth.

Cynder let out a moan when his tentacle were released from her maw, leaving her mouth free to speak once more. Yet only gibberish escaped her lips, as she could hardly form coherent words with the amount of corrupted fluids that had entered her system, making her mind foggy as it filled her body with heat.

No words were needed in exchange though as both of them continued to rut wildly on the ground, both their bodies working together as if they were made to do this.

At some point, Cynder passed out due to exhaustion, making Spyro fuck her in her sleep as he cums inside her again and again.

---

"How adorable."

Eclipse then turned to look at Violet. A mischievous glint flashed across his eyes as his three cocks slithered to each of her holes, one of which was threateningly being pointed at by two of his unnatural-looking dicks.

"Let's try and not lose to them, shall we, my queen~?" The black dragon

With one powerful push that sent Violet's mind reeling, his eldritch-like cocks began penetrating her holes.

The ovipositor-like tentacle wormed its way into her womb, stretching her pussy walls open while the two prehensile cock forced its way into her bowels. The sensation of having her bowels stuffed with that grotesque-looking limb, along with her cunt stretched so wide to the point that it might split apart at any given moment was simply mind numbing.

It was a miracle that she had not fainted on the spot already, probably thanks to his recent tentacle that wormed its way in her pussy. But still, the thing inside her was so big that it made her cry out in pain as Eclipse leaned down and licked those tears away with his thick slimy tongue.

"Hush my queen~ I know you can take it~" He cooed softly in a seductive tone as he began to move. His hips moved in a slow, yet agonizingly gentle pace, making Violet groan in delight while still feeling pain at the same time.

She could feel every inch of his horrific whip-like rods moving inside her in tandem, sending shivers all throughout her body.

His three breeding tools continued to push deeper and deeper into cavernous parts, rubbing against every sensitive flesh spot along the way. Each thrust sent jolts of electricity through her spine as Violet arched her back in sheer ecstasy, letting out a long drawn out moan from her throat.

“U-Ugwagh!"

Her mind went blank with pleasure, unable to think of anything but the immense heat building within her lower abdomen and the wonderful feeling of being stuffed full with his unnatural dicks.

Eclipse could see that she was reaching her limit soon enough, but he wasn't going to stop now. He wanted her to experience true pleasure as a reward for being one of his queens, faithfully serving him in time immemorial.

So he increased his tempo until his thrusting became rough and heavy, hammering her pussy like a savage beast. Violet moaned and screamed out in ecstasy, her tongue sticking out from her panting mouth.

"B-Bwagh! G-Gah!"

Her entire being was overwhelmed with lust and hunger for sex, causing her mind to completely shut down from pleasure, allowing her body to move on its own volition, doing whatever it wants without thinking of consequences.

All she was capable of thinking was how great it felt.

His grotesque, yet addictive cocks, constantly sliding in and out of her tight holes while stretching her cunt out with its huge girth, filling her senses with the distinct musky smell and taste of male arousal and the raw feeling of sexual desire. Her whole being trembled underneath him as he pushed forward even further with forceful strokes, sending his giant dicks deep into her body to pound against her womb repeatedly.

Violet began moving her own hips subconsciously, wanting to intensify her pleasure further, her entire body desperately craving for Eclipse's virile seed. She soon started bucking up to match his rhythm, grinding against him harder and faster than she thought herself capable of, making the black dragon grunt with excitement and pleasure.

Her entire being shook uncontrollably as she let out an ear-piercing screech before being overwhelmed by intense orgasm. She writhed beneath Eclipse's firm grasp with a smile etched upon her lips, enjoying the waves of pure bliss washing over her mind.

"Good, very good." He said proudly, rewarding Violet by a kiss with his own.

His maw opened wide, revealing his dark, oozing gullet as he then locked his sharp fangs into hers.

The sensation of their mouths being connected intimately together was surprisingly erotic and addicting, causing the dragoness to unconsciously run her tongue around his, licking him hungrily and lustfully.

Eclipse licked back, savoring the sweet taste of her saliva mixed with his own as his tongue ran across hers. They continue making out, making loud sucking and slurping noises while savoring the delightful taste of their respective fluids.

His two tongues squirmed within the wet recesses of her maw, licking every inch of her mouth, savoring her juices, sending electrifying feelings throughout her very being.

This went on and on until Violet realized that she wasn't breathing and reluctantly broke away, gasping desperately for air. She was dazed, panting heavily with half-opened eyes clouded with lust as her mind still tried to comprehend what had just transpired.

But one thing's for certain. She needed more.

And more she shall receive.

---

Withing the next few hours, the last bit of hope that was left in Warfang were now gone as the only ones remaining are the Soulless that were corrupted by the meteorite's energy.

With Warfang completely under his control Eclipse's new goal was to consume the entire world. He would have done so right then and there, but he wanted to have fun with his new toys first.

He let out a content sigh, laying on his side while showing off his very long, whip-like tentacle dragonhoods towards Violet and Cynder who eagerly serviced him.

His pet and right hand dragon, Spyro, was currently leading an army alongside his former mentors, the corrupted Guardians to take down civilizations one by one under Eclipse's orders.

And with the corruption spreading at an alarming rate, there's no telling how far Eclipse can reach.

The dragon was currently laying on the throne inside the main hall of the Dragon Temple, watching over the massive orgy below him.

He looked down, seeing countless dragons mating together without restraint or shame. He could see her queens' former companions that were lost in the orgy, being used as nothing but brood hens like any other female the Soulless had captured.

Snowbird and Aryia were being tossed around, being fucked senselessly by Soulless in different positions. They were both filled with countless eggs and corrupted cum inside their bodies that their bellies bloated to the point where it made them look like inflated beach balls in a sea of sex.

Manta was no different either, as she lay egg after egg that was oozing corruption as it landed on the cold hard floor. Some of the eggs cracked and were damaged in the process, rendering it useless for Eclipse's army, but the dragoness couldn't care less as she only relished the pleasure that came from laying the eggs.

Hela was a favorite to the corrupted Volteer, not letting any dragon to touch his plaything as he kept shooting weak jolts of electricity that render the female prone and ripe for fucking.

And then there was Ember.

The pink dragoness in Eclipse's eyes was a walking contradiction. Despite being a part of her queens' companions, she had willingly offered her services to those Soulless when she got captured, and that was when she still had her sanity with her.

The black dragon knew that she was the desperate, horny type of female that even if he decided to corrupt her body, it wouldn't change her personality all that much. She was already a slut at heart so there's no use in wasting such valuable corruption essence to a dragoness like her.

But what really surprised him was when he saw how easily she accepted her newfound purpose in life.

She wasn't scared, nor did she struggle. All she did was accept and obey every command given by him. The black dragon had a thought of adding the pink slut within the rank of her queen, but she'll need to prove herself in the future first before she'll be qualified.

His orgasm was fast approaching once more, yet his body showed immense restraint and composure as he merely let his dicks shower the two females with his love juices, rewarding them with a passionate nuzzle.

A loud moan was heard coming from his two queens that were currently servicing his dragonhoods. He turned towards them, seeing their faces being drenched in his thick cum as they hungrily licked it up.

"You did good my queens~" Eclipse petted the two dragonesses, making them purr happily like cats while nuzzling against the black dragon's touch. In doing so, he could feel the connection that was coming from their bellies.

He could sense his eggs inside the female's gestating, becoming stronger by the minute.

Within a few months, they would bear children of their own, ready to be trained into his personal breeders. He couldn't wait to rule this world.

He'll become a sex lord, a God.

And nobody can stop him.

Eclipse smirked, letting out a pleased sigh before turning his attention towards the entrance of the Dragon Temple where the horde of his army stood, waiting for his order to march into the next city and continue to spread the corruption.

There was only one more dragon that could put a stop to his plans. Ever since he came to this world, he always had the feeling that someone was watching him.

It's a different kind of being watched though, like some kind of higher being was conspiring in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Fortunately, upon recalling Spyro's memories, he soon learned that there was a certain dragon that would aid those in times of despair. A dragon that would chronicle the past eras of dragons, both their rise and fall.

A dragon with the name of The Chronicler.

A smile crept up his mandibles as he felt something tickle his back. Facing a challenging foe such as this one will definitely make things more interesting.

"Hehe... Soon... I'll be coming for you." Eclipse muttered before looking at his people once again.

They were all so happy, so content...

And so horny.

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The End(?)