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"The entrance is right around this bend." The Amazonian doe informed her canine friend as they moved along the path.

The heavy panting meeting the lips of the wolf as he climbed closer and closer to that heated mountain. His eyes turning towards the doe that had been making him pant just earlier, but seeing that she wasn't even effected by this heat, then again she was native to this island, if anyone should be used to this island's volcano then it should be those that actually live here. The very moisture of the air itself was drained away by the molten rock hidden within that hollow mountain. The feeling of being "baked alive" came to mind here while they drew closer and closer to their goal.

Claude knew that she couldn't go with him the entire way, the very fact that she was leading him into the cave at all was more than nice of her, especially given what must have happened to her tribe after she failed to take out the King of Death. The idea of more beautiful creatures like her being locked up and tortured, or worse, only fueled this canine's desire to push through this place, to get to that grand temple on the other side of the island. He had to wonder if the other creatures about this island were in a similar state as this doe, where they had been taken control of by force despite their efforts to fight off the King's domination of this place. The very idea made him ponder, made him think if maybe they should be taking it more easy on those that they fight, not looking to kill, but damage to keep as many of them alive as possible. Was it better to hesitate and save the lives of these things, or was this mission far too important for such courtesies.

It was something to think on later where the doe pulled him down quickly by his shoulder as the two ducked behind the bend in the wall. Her crouching position showed just what level of a hunter this creature truly was, what kind of skill she possessed. The beautiful bends, the delicate curves all met with the strong muscular build that... no no focus. She brought his attention back with her words , "There are two guards. We should move in quickly to take them down at the same time, otherwise they might call for assistance."

Claude nodded to this strategy, knowing that if they gave these lizard men even a second to call for help then they would have everything in that cave they were guarding right on top of them. How many lizard people had he fought all on his own? And yet now he felt a bit nervous, not for himself but for the deer that he was with. If he lost here, even messed up for a second, she would fall back under the control of that King of Death that had enslaved her mind before. This wasn't something he was going to allow, even if he fell he wanted to make sure that she got away, he wasn't going to let her go back under that mind control again.

A sudden nod from the wolf launched him from behind the bend and charging in towards the lizard guards that protected the entrance to the volcano itself. They'd lower their stance, spreading their legs and preparing for the charge as they presented their spears forward. With a thrust of the metal tipped stick Claude moved to lean towards the right, his left hand placing the back of his head towards it's before he stepped with a tight half spin. As if recoiling from that he'd spin himself outward, delivering a hard backhand directly against the lizard's face in order to drop it towards the ground in his quick blow. The doe did equally well, her own spear coming into play with its superior reach, as well as her drastic difference in height against his smaller creature that would soon feel the pole of the spear against it's head.

"Our path is clear now. We should advance." Claude said quickly with a smile over his face, turning to see the deer shaking her head and stepping away.

"I'm sorry, Guardian, I can't go with you. I need to find my tribe. They may still be alive." She explained herself easily to the wolf, who's smile vanished just as easily but he understood.

He nodded to her, accepting her choice now that they've come so far together. "This is my quest. Thank you for taking me this far. I hope that you find your tribe." He said to her.

He didn't want to think of the odds that she would find them, or that they would be safe. It was far more important for him to focus on this cave now. The doe already leaving him behind to had on her own path where his eyes once again focused on this cave entrance. He was going to miss having that ally around, but with any luck he might be able to see her again once this is all finished and the King of Death has finally been defeated at last. His hope remained that she would be safe, then again she was a far stronger opponent than most he'd faced since arriving, so if that were any indication that she would be fine, he was happy to take it.

Claude presented himself to the entrance of this cave, his body standing strong against its hot wind that bellowed forth. The heat alone making this cave like that of a steam room, and it reeked of one just the same. The scent of the sweaty and sticky stench that filled this cave proved that it wasn't just inhabited, but it was populated as well. He'd thought that the smells of these creatures was rank before, but that was when he was out in the open. In here the scent was trapped by walls and ceilings. The hot steam that filled this place mixing with that smell and not only strengthening it with its heat, but making it visible. It was hard to tell which of those two were worse.

The thickness of the air around him matted his fur almost as soon as he entered this place. The misery that came with being in this heated tunnel was met with surprise when he heard what sounded like guttural sounds coming from close by in the cave. With easy, light steps the wolf drew himself closer, making sure to keep himself tightly against the walls. Even as he peered around the corner this white beast's eyes widened quickly. What he saw here was the image of a female lizard leaned her back against the heated wall of the cave with a larger boar pressing himself to her. At first he thought that it might be against his will but when he saw her head tilt to the side to grant him access to kiss on her neck more, and her arms slide up the bulky side of the beast that opinion changed instantly. The two grinded and rubbed against one another, their bodies sharing their sweaty scent between their skin while this very sweat dripped from their body onto the floor below. Moans echoed into the short bit of cave, a hushing sound indicating that they were trying to remain secret while Claude moved to try and leave his cover for the sake of sneaking around them.

The sneak was no good where her eyes half opened and spotted his white fur instantly. That gaze narrowed to him at first, but then softened when her chest was gripped by the boar. She'd nudge him, whispering something before watching this swine turn his head to look, but instead of showing anger, he'd smirk a bit after catching the view of that white fur. With a turn from the pig the two would take their steps closer to Claude, still watching him closely only speaking once they were close enough to speak softly so that there was no echo. It proved that they weren't supposed to be in this part of the tunnel.

"You're with those that were brought in with that last delivery, right?" The boar said softly, still eyeing him, "You'll be in big trouble if they catch you here, let us capture you and return you to the temple and we'll show you some fun before we head back there."

There was no way that Claude was going to simply let them take him down there by force. It was important that his quest get completed, if not all life on the planet could be ended. This quest was far too important to just give in for the sake of sex, but the information provided here was important. They thought that he was one of the ones that they'd brought in. Were they bringing in people to this island from other places? If that was the case it was his duty to save them, no matter what. His train of thought was ended immediately when he heard the boar grunt to him. The swine was already directly in front of his face, breathing that hot sticky breath onto him, somehow it seemed cool compared to the normal heat here, but with a fast instinct he'd make a hard swing catching the boar in the side of the head. The boar stumbled back some, but it was going to take more damage than that to get through that thick skull.

As soon as the blow was throne this canine felt the female lizard jump to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. Claude had to fight to keep his standing, but soon found that lizard shifting her weight in order to adjust his own. This wolf's body moving with the sudden pull before his hands lifted to brace himself against the wall, pinning her back against it. She even smiled at him when she had him where she wanted. Pulling him into a hard kiss while he struggled to rip himself away. Her scaled body grinding on his own, rubbing the sweat from her previous, unwashed love making onto the canine's cleaned fur. Arms came up, trying to pry her away, find a weak hold, throw her off, anything, but she was far stronger than she looked.

Suddenly the feeling of the other joining them, the feeling of that boar pressing himself against Claude's back while the canine already stretched his own neck to look for any form of fresh air, or some kind of air not drenched in the stink that these two had given one another. The grinding against his rear only forced this wolf to grind himself against the lizard that was already rubbing her hips back at him. Claude feeling himself starting to pant while he struggled to get away from these two. His hands lifting to try and gain some space between himself and this female, moving their length up her body. Those palms landing on her breasts causing her to gasp out and him to blush before pressing his hands up more until they ended up at her jaw. Finally able to push back at her this wolf fleshed his shoulders a bit and in one nice shove he'd bang the back of her head against the wall she was pinned to. Her eyes widened before rolling back in her head just before the reptile dropped to the floor.

The boar snarled out, enraged of someone actually hurting his lover, but that rage was short lifted when Claude moved his elbow directly into the side of the beast. It hit with enough force to loosen the grip that this creature had on the wolf, giving the canine time to spin himself around and deliver a hard knee directly into the side of the swine in the same place he'd already elbowed. With the stumbling blow impacting this canine gripped the boar and twisted quickly, pushing him up against the wall just as he had the beast's lover and allowing him to collapse on top of her.

Claude continued to pant as he moved away from these two, hoping that the scent in the hair, in his fur, would fade away in time, but the deeper he got into this cave the worse it would be. His hand coming to plant itself against the edge of a protruding rock, supporting himself for a bit as he looked deeper into the tunnel. It looked like a sharp decline had been warn in here, but past that was an impressively built stone community and even a temple that had been erected. It was obvious that this temple was built long ago and remodeled recently in order to resemble something more similar to the one outside at the end of the island. With so many gods, maybe this one was for a god of heat, or forgery, or even just the flame itself. The redesign made it impossible to tell, but it didn't change the fact that this canine would need to pass through it in order to get out of this volcano once and for all.

The fact that these creatures were even able to build such structures down here, in the core of this mountain was simply astounding to this canine. His eyes watching the roofs, the windows, the very buildings themselves as he descended slowly hiding behind large rock after rock until finally, finally he pressed himself to the side of the wall that would be leading him into the first street of this city. He couldn't help but be impressed; these creatures not only lived down here, but thrived down here where he could now see the true culture of these people, not the ruin dwelling styles of them, but the culture that they were able to develop inside of this volcano.

Claude had to take a rest, that last bit of fighting had really taken a lot out of him, but it seemed that the fates were not yet going to work in this wolf's favor. In the perfection of stealth Claude found muzzle wrap suddenly around his mouth, a sudden try for a call quickly failed when he was dragged off into the depths of the shadows in an unseen side cave that left the canine struggling where more straps were wrapped around his body and he was pinned against the wall. The wetness against his feel followed, drawing a loud moan from this wolf when he felt someone sucking and licking along his ears before that scaled hand reached down into canine's pants. The motion of his hips were instinctive, working hard to try and fight against this middle aged lizard that had captured him so easily. It was obvious that this creature wasn't working with the king though, simply doing this out of his own pleasure.

Finally the lizard made his way around Claude's body, pressing himself against the wolf and kissing him through the muzzle while those arms continued to work against the straps that now trap him. Every slight tug, every movement seemed to tighten them, but soon he was feeling more movement room that let the wolf finally break his arms free and push back against the middle aged lizard. In a snarl from this man's perverted ways he'd move his leg up quickly, kicking the old man squarely in the back and sending him to the floor. Claude rolling him over easily and with a decisive head butt the old lizard would be out cold.

Those white ears perked at the sound of a struggle, some kind of ruckus, coming from the center of town. It wasn't something he was able to notice from atop the slant that had lead him to this place, but now that he was able to hear it, it became more and more evident that he should try checking it out. Finally he'd round the corner, looking about the streets and making sure to be careful not to attract attention to himself as he kept close to the closest right wall that he could. Even a place like this should have someone, but he saw nobody, no one in the houses, no one in the streets. Everything seemed bare here, even where he stepped in closer and closer towards the center of this town. The sound of a man calling out for help quickly rang in his ears while he took cover around a corner once more.

"Please! Someone Please help me!" This elderly human male called out loudly.

"You will service the king, even if you must be forced to do so." The boar responded, dragging the man towards the center of the street where a cart was set with an empty cage. If one thing was certain about this it was that these beasts were planning to fill that cage before the day was out.

Other boars and lizard men started exiting homes, dragging humans, lizards, wolfs, and other types of creatures all out into the street one after another. The king of death was working at bulking his army here. He was going to take these people, but how do you force people to be in your army? His mind thought about this, pondered it for a few seconds, his mind only being able to focus on the doe he'd seen earlier, but that's when he remembered her issue when he got her on his side. The king must be using some kind of mind control. Regardless of the method, this guardian needed to protect these people, to put a stop to the King of Death's minions and take the chance he has right now to be able to hinder those plans to expand his army.

Stepping from behind the corner of the building, this white wolf made himself instantly known. His narrowed eyes focused on the slavers while they turned their attention to him. One ordering him to get into the cage, and this drew a bit of a smirk to the canine's lips where he realized they thought he was one of these people. The pigs drew their maces quickly, ready to punish this defiant canine while they moved closer, the first stopping short of him while the other two moved around his sides, circling the wolf while he moved his hands up for defense.

Those eyes turned to watch them, making sure to keep an eye around him while he waited here. It was the swine directly in front of him that moved in first, his arm lifting high into the air before swinging forward towards the wolf's skull. Claude moved his left hand up, placing it on top of the bore's wrist and with a downward motion the with the bar of the mace pressed against his own white furred wrist the motion twisted the weapon in the pig's hand and forced him to drop it directly into the awaiting right hand of the canine who made a fast spin with it and connected that mace to the side of this boar's head. The second and third came in fast, but this trained swordsman moved to deflect their weapons with his own before thrusting the mace forward just to stun them long enough for him to throw them towards the ground. If Claude could help it, he'd rather not kill anyone, but it would be far more satisfying to simply knock them out. When their faces connected to the stone floor of this cave city, they weren't getting up for a while.

With a rush towards the cart he'd lift that mace with the intent to shatter the cage it held, but he could see through the bars that more of the king's soldiers where coming around the corner in his direction. It was likely that they heard the struggle as well, or even heart his fight with them, and were coming to support their already fallen comrades. This left the canine holding the mace, looking very suspicious indeed. Claude moved past the cart, leaning himself down a bit to get a lower stance while he watched what was coming in at him. It was a small squad of white porcupine looking creatures, all of them eyeing him down after taking their own view of the three that had been taken down. With a snarl he'd wait for their attack.

Two of them started out, forming into a ball of quills and instantly rolling towards this canine as he kept his stance. His arm swung up quickly and with a loud KANG the mace was knock from his hand by the thick armor that this squad of porcupine wore. The other came to top his roll behind the wolf, jumping up quickly and gripping those white furred arms to lock them behind his back. A female that seemed to be in charge of this small group moved in slowly, walking up to Claude with a bit of a smirk on her face. Her eye's watching his body closely while she moved to kiss him deeply on the lips. Her arms even folding around the back of his head just to keep him in place.

Her body pressed against him, and those canine eyes opened suddenly as the pain of her quills sunk into his body deeply along with the pleasure of those nicely rounded breasts. She wasn't about to pull away anytime soon either. Those spear head length quills stabbed deep into his body, his lips locked against hers, released and then locked again while she continuously kissed him over and over again. Already that member starting to grow from his sheath, despite his fear of what would happen to it if it was pressed against her. The hold against his back only became tighter, he could feel the male behind him already starting to grind from watching his leader make out with the canine.

Feeling the pins on both sides now this canine finally began struggling, his knee lifting quickly in order to connect to the stomach of the female. She'd gripped the blow that had landed at her stomach and stumbled backwards away from him, giving Claude every bit of time he needed to stomp down hard on the foot of the one holding his arms. A fast twist pushed the porcupine away, but it wasn't long before the others had rushed in on the fight and he felt the full weight of one crash into his body where it had balled up to charge at him. The hard stone floor of this cave caught him easily before he pushed himself back to his feet, the steamy air here making it difficult even to breath where he lifted his guard again.

A hand came in fast, trying to slap at the canine's body, but a fast block and hard punch across the face would send the porcupine back. His hand reached for one of the quills still sticking out of his body and with a hard tug he'd tear the barbed object from him. The finess of his movements working to use this quill as a rapier, but perhaps a bit more flimsy. A hard swing brought that quill around to the impact one porcupine's shoulder, and it was reacting to this he'd finish it off with a hard swing directly across the face. Another porcupine came in with a fast grab for him, wanting to hold him from behind like before, but this time the canine was prepared. The porcupine was stopped in its tracks when that quill was sent directly into its shoulder forcing the beast to double back in pain before receiving more pain in the shape of this canine's boot against its jaw.

Another tug would remove another quill from his body and in a fast spin he'd swing it around in order to catch another at the side of its skull just so that he could step in with his fist hard into the creature's gut forcing it to pass out. The wolf turned on his toes quickly to face the last two, a male and the female from before. They'd quickly rush in, but this canine ducked their grabbing attempt and moved his hand up, separating them from each other as he attacked the female on his right with a fast swing that she jumped back from. A hard cock to his left would catch the porcupine in the chest, and a fast circle with that quill cut a gash into the female's side. This distracted her enough for him to bring that circle all the way around and finally send her down with a hard swing to the top of her head. The final porcupine feeling the hard twist of the wolf that twacked the quill against his back before wrapping another tight circle to slam it directly against his face, the quill finally having enough and breaking in the middle.

His hand moved to work the last of the quills from his body, not tearing them out like before, but making the full attempt to slowly pry them free without causing more damage to himself. As he did this the wolf made his way towards the cart once more, looking up at the lock and the tightly fastened wooden bars. Claude's hand once again wrapped around the handle of one of the maces that had been resting about and with one hard swing this wolf smashed the cage wall and watching as it slowly collapsed in on itself. These villagers that had been dragged into the streets never made it to the cage, but now thanked him while he moved to continue on his way, nodding with a smile at their appreciation.

His movements stopped when he thought to himself, turning towards the people that he'd saved, "What's happening here?"

He asked softly, wanting to see if he could get any information at all that could help him fight off these minions or even Hades himself. The plan was rather sound, just let the people hear tell him of any weaknesses, cracks, anything at all that might benefit him in his upcoming fights. It was the older man that finally spoke up though, inching his way closer to the guardian where he adjusted his glasses a bit and watched this wolf closely.

"It's hard to tell exact how things began, but the King of Death arrived at our island and soon took power. The people across the island started losing their minds, they started falling under his control. Even our strongest fighters weren't able to reach the tower he constructed, and his general has taken control of our volcano temple, it's only made the domination problem worse." The old man did his best to explain everything, give this young warrior all of the information he had to provide in hopes that it would do him well enough to save them all.

Claude nodded, taking all of this in. Mind control made sense, it was just like the situation with the doe he'd seen earlier. If he could defeat the king then these people would be free, they'd be able to reclaim their island. What truly rang to him was the information about the temple. If the King of Death was able to take over people's minds, it only made sense that he would use his generals to extend this, to reach his influence further. This meant that the best way to free the people of this island was to defeat the generals first. The closest one to him right now would be the one that had taken over that volcano temple. That would be the first that he'd remove from power.

As Claude left these people behind they'd return to their homes, return to their hiding. If this wolf had anything to say about it then they wouldn't need to hide any longer. The smooth, carved stones of the streets of this city were far easier to navigate than the uneven floor of the cave that lead him here. The hot steaming air that existed in the cave was also nowhere near as bad in this open area. The feeling that he could actually breath again made all of the difference of his attitude about this place. The lovely designs of the building, carved into the very volcano itself to form this civilization.

The fighting from before must have drawn some kind of attention, where a number of lizards and pigs rushed towards him. Their weapons, their armor, shining in the light that was cast by the dull glow of the lava that filled this volcano. It was hard to tell exactly how many where some chose to stay hidden behind the walls, but it proved that he was going to have to fight his way towards that temple. With narrowed eyes Claude rushed forward, plowing through the first couple of lines before launching his hand hard to connect to the face of one of the female lizards, watching her drop to the ground while he'd turn himself around to deliver another hard punch with the other hand to a pig that had been standing there. The boar dropped a club that he'd been carrying and it fell directly into Claude's hand, causing the hand to jerk down thanks to the weight of it.

With a hard swing the club was slow, but landed with a huge amount of force. Panting hard just from the use of this heavy weapon the wolf knew that he'd need to switch out if he was going to make it through this. A fast, circular swing kept the enemies back for a bit, allowing him to step further into their ranks where he thrusted the club forward with both hands in order to bash it into the chest of a lizard the dropped a rod which clanked against the warm stone ground. With a drop of the club he'd make a fast motion to scoop up the rod, using the lighter weapon in a far more professional manner.

Hollow sounds rang out from the rod with every hit, echoing down the tunnels of the cave as he fought his way through the lizards and swine. His teeth gritting as one after another they fell to him. His swordsmanship working well here to block and parry incoming attacks, his feet lifting to kick in order to keep others at bay just long enough for him to collapse them as well. As a trail of bodies was left in his wake he made sure that every one of them would rise again, some maybe feeling it in the morning, but none of these poor creatures killed. It wasn't their fault, he was here to save all of them if he could help it. Some stayed to fight, others watched in awe, and a few more turned to run, leaving the fight entirely in order to try and avoid damage. It was always hard to tell exactly how much control a person can have over the mind where the fleeing instincts controlled so much in a fight.

With a bent rod being dropped to the floor this canine looked up at the temple from just outside it's doors. The enemies he'd fought resting against the ground behind him and with an opening of his hand that, now useless, rod crashed against the street of the city. A deep panting series of breaths lifting and lowering his chest where he stood there looking over the changes that were made, the differences from how it looks now to how it should look. It was impossible to know what god this used to belong to, but even here this canine could tell that it was now dedicated to Hades. He was simply steps away from opening the door, to continuing his journey in a major point. Even if this general didn't exist he still would have to pass through the temple itself just to leave the city and get back outside. The door to the world was through this building.

A step forward was immediately turned into a step back where he saw the front doors to the temple opening for him. Narrowing that gaze he'd lift his guard immediately, waiting to see who he had to take on now. The answer to this came quickly as three porcupines moved through the doorway, allowing the doors to close behind them. The three were almost identical to one another, the busty creatures proved that they were sisters based on appearance alone. Even when they moved forward, they seemed to do so on the same foot, well trained as a unit, well disciplined as a team. These three were obviously here for blood.

"I'm sorry, Guardian," the first spoke out, all of them obviously thickly under the mind control that plagued this area.

"...but we can't allow you to pass here." The second said, with a bit of smirk on her lips.

"You're service will be well spent with the mistress." The final saying while the three moved to step towards him.

"What says we have to turn him in right away, right girls?" The middle speaks up again, leaving the other's to giggle softly as they look over him.

All three of these porcupine were unarmed, and with a tug at the strings of their corsets they were soon unclothed as well. Corsets were very difficult to put back on once they were off and those tucking bit's of boned fabric would hit the ground easily at their feet before they made their advance towards the canine. The swaying of their hips almost hypnotizing where he watched them move in unison, each step bringing them closer to him, those bouncing white furred breasts shaking and swaying side to side until they were already circling around him. Claude suddenly realized that he'd been surrounded by this tactic and moved fast, aiming to land his punch at the side of the closest one's head, but felt his hand caught in mid swing by another. The sister in front of him moving herself to wrap her hands around his head, pulling his face directly into her mountainous breasts.

Perhaps it was the heat from these caves, but he immediately found out that these girls were dripping in sweat, the sticky musk of their smell filling his lungs instantly where he struggled to pull away, feeling himself dizzying by the scent itself. It was an impossibly short time before he felt the other two crowd in on him. All three sets of large, massive tits, pressing in around his head, trapping him there completely while they felt him continue to struggle against them just before those eyes rolled to the back of his head. His lungs burned for air, yearned to take a breath of anything that wasn't porcupine musk, but while they pressed in more even that bit of air that he was able to take in was soon cut off and the wolf passed out between their suffocating techniques.

His eyes reopened immediately, or at least what he thought was immediately, and he found himself on top of a bed with a sister clinging to him. In a struggle he found that his arms were tied to the bed itself and she giggled even planting a long and hard kiss to his face before the other two entered the room again to check up on him. Each one smiling to one another, running their fingers through his fur while they massaged his muscles. With one getting on top of him she'd grind hard against the canine while he was still being kissed by the first sister, the final one coming in at his other side and lightly planting soft pecking kisses up the length of his arm. This route only leading to one destination when the third sister moaned into the lips of the first before sharing those lips with the waiting canine to continue the kiss that the first had started.

Claude felt the three feeling him, embracing him, kissing him, even rubbing against him. The heavy pants from the canine lips were continuously interrupted by the occasional kiss that was forced against his lips. The feeling of that throbbing member between his leg, ready to explode and give into these three took all of his focus just to try and prevent the loss. Already he could feel the scratching at his mind, the person in that temple trying to influence him, trying to force him into the service of the King of Death just like the others. If he released, if he allowed himself to reach that point of pleasure thanks to these three it would remove his barriers and allow that creature to rule his thoughts and mind. Claude had to keep fighting, had to keep himself under control.

His hand twisted in the straps, moving easily back and forth in order to work very slowly to free himself from the restraints. That white furred hand moved slowly against the tight restraints, the fabric of the binds pushed against the bed in order to catch it as he worked to twist his hand back and forth until finally he'd slipped free from his holds. His hand moving up towards the first porcupine's shoulders and with a hard downward pull he'd roll her quickly off of the bed before moving his arm quickly to the other bind and pulling the strap loose allowing him to send his newly freed fist directly into the second sister that he been at his right side. The hands moved up easily to wrap his fingers around the back of the third sister's head and with a pull he'd slam his forehead into her face and watch her fall limp over him, her large breasts still pressed nicely against his chest, but he had no time for that. Rolling her off of him, this canine moved to locate his clothing with a fast chance to at least put his pants on he'd leave this house behind.

Finally Claude made his way back into his clothes just as he arrived back to the large temple hidden inside this volcano. The canine looked on at it and continued his path towards the doors. The smile came to his lips where he realized just how far he'd gotten, how much he had to endure just for the sake of reaching this temple. Soon these people would be free again, free from the will of the King of Death, free of the oppression and murderous ways of their forced leader. Soon Claude would be putting an end to all of it. Even where his hand flatted against the door and started to push he couldn't help but feel the weight slowly starting to peel from his shoulders. That smile fading away quickly when he found the doors opening all on their own.

Backing away from the doors quickly he'd take his stance once again, only to find two well armored guards opening the doors. Their eyes narrowed immediately when they saw him, the red armor almost glowing in this dry heat of an oven, but the added weight with the heat didn't seem to hinder them at all where they quickly took hold of their pole arms and pointed the halberds at the canine. With fast thrusts he was forced to make a hurried dodge to the side, his hand wrapping around the base of the blade before his other hand came forward punch the one guard back. Now armed with the weapon he'd spin it easily before swinging it wide and feeling the shaft stopped by the a well placed block of the other guard. What the guard wasn't expecting was the hard kick coming from the canine that connected right against that armored stomach. With another swing there was no defense this time and the canine felt the wooden butt of the halberd connect and drop the guard to the ground.

The first came back into the fight, but without a weapon of his own the fight was soon ended and the canine dropped the halberd on the steps of the temple before heading inside. This place was very poorly lit, with dark walls leaking shadows about the place. The stone walls, the iron doors, this temple looked far more like a fortress on the inside. Even from here it's easy to tell what points were added on after it was taken over. The once smooth, white image of a temple now corrupted, changed, altered to fit it's new dark purpose where the corroded aura had chanced the temples display and color entirely. Even he could sense it. The feeling of something very evil resting within. The only thing that distracted him from this very feeling was the site of the inner doors, large cathedral sized doorways marked with an ornate design to separate this hall from that of the inner chamber. Standing before it in an obvious priestess garb was another of the lizard people.

Red feathers hung from her staff and her head piece, a wooden mask that looked like something similar to an avian face, but obviously made in a hurry, while her barely clad body was covered in different red and yellow paints as well as feathers in certain areas. With a sultry movement, a single sway back and forth, she'd make her steps closer. That reptilian tongue passing by her lips where she worked her way over to this male. The scent of her ceremonial oils filled the hallway easily while she moved closer to this best, the herbs and other scents added into it would only work to force this canine to take a step back, narrowing his eyes at the smell even as they watered a bit from it. Without him even being able to notice she was already pressing herself against him, the shiny scales of this creature rubbing that smelly oil over his body, forcing him to share this scent while he finally lifted his hands to push her away from him.

"You will not be permitted to go any further, my love." She said softly to him, her voice hollow, "You might as well stay here with him and give in."

"I don't want to fight you, but I can't stay here. I have to get through this place." Claude responded to her.

"Oh, you worry about the silliest things. Just stay here with me. I promise I'll keep you busy that you won't even have to worry about that quest of yours. I love you." She said softly, the last part said even softer than the first.

Claude blinked at this, realizing here that she wasn't in her own mind, she was controlled like the others. That means speaking to her would be completely pointless where the canine was going to have to pass through here and take on the person in that chamber in order to free this beautiful creature. Even the calls of love seemed to be spoken so believable, but it was hard to tell exactly how much truth could really be in it, then again he did just meet her, so it would be clear to assume that the answer to this would be "none". He'd push against her, feeling her lips come up fast to press against his own where the canine's eyes widened quickly and he'd be forced to push her back away from him. This did nothing more than force her to bring her staff up, connecting it to the side of his head and make him stumble to the side. His hand moved up to feel at the damage, but luckily there was none and he'd move to take a more defensive stance.

"I love you!" She cried out loudly, her hand lifting and in only a second energy started to circle around it before a ball of fire ignited in her hand. With a motion she'd throw the ball at him, forcing him to dive to the side and roll back to his feet. "I'll make you love me back."

A fast rush came into a hard pounce, her body pressing against his, her oil soaking into his fur while he moved to twist to the best of his ability. Were his arms wrapped around her he'd hold her tightly against him while she planted her lips against his once again before being thrown to the side and sliding across the ground. Her hands pushing against the ground itself and getting her body back to its feet before rushing in again. This time she stopped short of him, her hand swinging that staff hard in his direction and the canine ducked quickly in order to avoid it, his hand wrapping around the backside of the staff before he'd tear it from her grip. As she turned around to attack without it this lizard would feel the blunt end of the staff connect to the bottom side of her jaw hard enough to lift her into the air and drop her onto her back once more.

A winced expression, her hand on the side of her head and she'd watch as the staff was dropped to the floor. She didn't go for it though, simply laying there trying her best to collect her thoughts. Hard blinks followed but a look up at the canine that had just bested her drove a gasp to her voice as she looked upon him. A blush of her cheeks and a bit of her lips before she quickly looked away. Claude knew that this fight was over and made his way towards the doors leading into the inner chamber. He was stopped in his tracks when the priestess spoke up quickly to him, and forced those eyes to look back at her.

"She's still in there. The person that's been controlling all of us." She said to him, moving to push herself back to her feet. It was clear that she was now freed from the control; a good strong blow to the head seems to work well with that. As she made her way towards him, her arms kept in front of her, working to try and cover up her more modest parts before she planted a very soft kiss on his lips like someone had just pressed flower pedals against his face. "She's very strong. Please promise me that you'll come back alive."

He heard her voice sound almost pleading, it was obvious that she must have been under that control for a very long time, but now that she was free she was hoping to show her gratitude once the task was completed. "I promise, I will not fall here." He said in return to her.

Turning himself he moved to enter this chamber, looking inward where he saw the image of the skylight that shown down onto the floor. This room seemed so empty, everything removed except for that single cauldron set in the very middle. The walls were dark, darker than the hallway leading here even. The existence of the light here was only making everything else seem so much darker. Claude moved in closer, the doors behind him closing with a loud slam even as he made closer steps towards the pot. He noticed that whatever was in the center of this pot must have been on fire where the flames licked upward towards the light overhead.

Finally when he came to a stop his hand reached out to touch the pot, but stopped quickly when it started to crack without him even coming in contact with it. A step back would give this slowly cracking pot space before he moved to take his guard and lifted his hands to further protect himself. After cracking about halfway the fracturing pot seemed to simply stop, until it started to shake on its own. With little effort the shards from the pot flew in all directions as it exploded, it'd gained enough distance to protect himself, the shards of this pot coming about to prove themselves as non-lethal at best.

Claude's eyes weren't one the pot anymore where he was watching the large burning creature that seemed to simply be hovering in mid air. The fire slowly sinking back until it took the clear form of a flaming avian, a phoenix that called out in a loud roar towards the wolf before her feet set down on the stone floor itself. Her body looked light, looked perfectly formed, but there was no way he could touch it, not without threatening to burn himself. Instead he'd have to make fast attacks, or find something that allowed him to attack from a relative distance. Either way this wolf knew that he needed to defeat her, to bring her down in order to free all the others in this area under the service of the King of Death. Any other battle he'd attempted to avoid, but this was one that he had to fight, had to take on. With this phoenix there was no choice.

Her light steps stopped at a distance, wanting them to have enough space that he wouldn't be able to attack her before she was ready to close this space between them. "So you've made it this far. I'd say that I'm impressed, but the help does seem to be rather incompetitent most of the time. You're far too weak to dream of taking on one of the King of Death's generals."

"I guess you think a little highly of yourself," Claude would respond, letting a smirk creep onto his face, "It's impressive talk coming from a flaming chicken. Though it does make me hungry... you wouldn't happen to know if you'll be ready in time for dinner, would you?"

A narrowed her eyes quickly, her beak grinding a bit while she listened to him have the very nerve to speak to her that way, "I'll be there for dinner, and what's on the menu today is a white wolf that's going to feel nice squirming around in my stomach. That is, if you can survive my attacks."

He didn't have time to respond to this, not willing to say a thing while he watched her swinging that hand of hers in front of her. Each swing she made piled the heated flames one on top of another until it formed a long, and thin, blade of fire. The fast rush towards him was something that he came to expect, and her quick swings wasn't beyond his ability to dodge, but without a weapon, and without a sword of his own, he wasn't going to be able to dodge forever. Even while he ducked and dodged to avoid the hits he could feel his body wearing down, his muscles growing tense while he tried to remain loose. Claude had to take this to the offensive, but the finesse of those attacks making their fluid motion impossible for him to get close enough.

Claude watched for an opening, any opening that would allow him to move in and strike. Her arm quickly crossed her chest forcing him to jump back away from her, with a step she closed the distance and swung upward at an angle forcing him to twist himself to the side in order to avoid the slash, but with her arm now up, she left her entirely center completely open. The wolf moved in fast, aiming his hard blow directly at her stomach, the head already hot about his body as he sent his fist and then immediately pulled it out. It wasn't the fire that burns a person, but the heat from the fire. All he needed to do was not linger with his attacks and he would be able to deal damage to her. With the attack out of the way this canine dodged quickly under her elbow, letting that sword come down hard while the phoenix gripped her stomach from the impact. The burning glare she gave him told him just how effective it truly was.

With the sword having finished it's swing downward to no avail, the canine lifted his leg quickly feeling his shin impact this avian's stomach again right under where her hand held her gut already. Stumbling back she'd put some distance between them. Her sword growing in length now, but no longer taking the form of a sword. It slowly changed more limp, more flaccid, and soon it was obvious that this creature had turned her flames into that of a whip that came to crack the air loudly before a fast movement of her wrist would send the rope like weapon arching out towards Claude. In a gasp he felt the burning fire wrap around his wrist. A cry of pain coming from him where he quickly moved to untangle the fire weapon and toss it to the side. That didn't stop it from coming back, though, and he'd roll under the attack before running towards her.

A whip, as a weapon, was only good at a distance, if you close the distance and attack at close range then the whip itself was useless. As he rushed inwards the wolf moved to make a fast punch towards the chest, his fist impacting one of her round breasts hard and making her voice out again. It didn't sound like a cry of pain though, something more similar to a cry of pleasure that sounded from her where she was forced back a few steps. Claude wasn't going to let her regain her distance again for that reach weapon. This canine keeping the gap filled with himself while he threw his knuckles hard across her face. The whip vanishing into the air before she lifted her hands quickly, the fire building up at her finger tips while he kept that distance closed, but soon found himself jumping away where balls of fire soared through the air at him, forcing him to duck and roll away from her.

Claude panted quickly, now running to the side as fireballs raced in his direction like machine gun fire impacting the floor and walls behind him with heated explosions. Finally his run came to a stop, not wanting to wear himself out with his tactic alone, and as he stopped the canine make a low duck, his hands coming to impact the ground while a fireball passed just over his head and exploded against the wall behind him, the force of the blast destroying the portion of wall and making a doorway towards the outdoors from the side of the mountain. Those eyes looked behind him quickly and he'd smirk a bit at the image of beauty and fresh air that he was finally able to take in, but it wasn't the scene that he smirked at, it was the lake just at the foot of the mountain.

As another ball of fire came by he'd move easily to jump out through the hole, knowing that she would have no choice but to follow given that she couldn't face the King of Death if he thought that she'd simply allowed someone to get past her. With a fast charge she'd reform that sword, ready to take this fight into close range once again while she jumped through the hole as well. Her hand swung downward, aiming her blade directly at his shoulder while he twisted himself, his hand gripping her shoulders, feeling the burning fire chewing at his fur and skin while he gritted his teeth. The two rolled down the side of the mountain together, but soon that slope ended to launch these two into the air with only the lake below them. This phoenix noticed this and spread her wings quickly, only finding that the combined weight of this swordsman attached to her was far too much for the bird to be able to lift and soon they'd both splash down hard into the surface of the water.

Pulling himself to the edge of the lake, and crawling out of the water, this canine coughed hard as the water was purged from his lungs. Taking deep breaths, but he was happy that this fight had ended and no he could continue his quest. It would be a shame that he didn't get to see how his efforts had effected those no longer under the avian's control, but at least he was able to move on. His eyes turned down at his hands, they were burnt and badly so. Each tiny movement that he tried to make searing harsh pain through his entire body. Claude's knees dropped, if his hands proved to be useless he couldn't fight, he couldn't grip a sword again. How could he finish this quest without his greatest skills. He could only feel the tears welling up in his eyes, the feeling that he had just lost a skill that he'd spent his entire life to master, his entire reason for being a guardian. How could he have been so careless? How could he have gripped her like that without realizing what he was putting at risk? A rearing of his head would release a loud howl to mourn the loss of his lifelong passion.

The tears were cut short when he felt hands gripping his shoulder. The feeling wasn't hot at all, but he still knew exactly who it was. That head turned to easily look at the image of the no longer flaming creature staring back at him. The brown feathers of the hen looked on, the fire having changed her entire form where without it she was a very bulky creature, her waste massive as her beak came down quickly to wrap around his head. In only seconds she passed her gullet around his shoulders and soon arched her neck back in order to lift his entire body into the air letting him simply slide down her throat in one single swallow. She could feel him squirming around inside of her, feel him struggling to find some way out, but without the use of his hands he couldn't even tear open her stomach.

"Mmm," She moaned softly, moving to sit down easily on her knees with a smile. "I told you that I'd eat you. I hope you like it in there."

The avian chuckled a bit at this, but simply relaxed, feeling her body draining away his energy slowly while he sank deeper and deeper into her body. She could simply finish him off here, but this avian had other ideas. The feeling of him still moving, his attacks and kicks growing weaker with every very restrained movement that he made soon growing into an eerie stillness while her body processed this swordsman in a different way. Passing him, not into her colon, but into a different area of her body. This bird focusing now, aiming her attention downward while she seemed to concentrate on a single act. Her breath slowly forming into a pant before her pants grew into moans, and the moans grew into cries. Those large hips of the bulky bird gyrating easily while her eyes finally widened quickly and head arched as if in climax. The feeling of that round oval sliding out of her body, stretching her to her limits even while she passed the egg with a great deal of strain.

She'd fall to the side of it, looking back at the eggs that she'd just laid and wondered how she had ever managed to fit it inside of her body to begin with. It was the size of the canine that she'd eaten, the wolf that was now trapped in the egg itself. His damaged hands scratching at the shell, but with the energy having been drained so much he found himself unable to even start to crack it. Claude knew that he couldn't fall here, not like this, not after coming so far and risking so much. He'd sacrificed his entire livelihood to take her out, and now he was inside one of her eggs after being eaten by her. There was no way he could accept this, there was no way that he could simply allow it to end this way. The canine back pressed to the side of the egg, giving him space to lift his feet in order to press to the other and with a hard push he'd strain, fight, and finally crack the egg down the middle, watching it fall in half and presenting the canine again while he felt the fresh air once again impact his face.

"Enough. We finish this now." He said, less than pleased that she was still around after that dip in the lake.

"And what are you going to do without your hands?" She chuckled back to him.

It was only a second later that her head was rocked to the side with a hard blow from his fists, showing that while they weren't completely healed, a substantial area of the burned skin had been repaired. His time in the egg, in her womb, had healed him well of her earlier efforts where her body had worked to repair him naturally as any mother's warm body would. The avian dropped easily to the ground with the blow feeling her body heating up again. She turned her smirk to the canine chuckling a bit while standing up slowly. The chuckle faded though when she felt herself growing hotter, too hot, and soon her body was aflame again, but not the same as before when she screamed out in pain. The cry of terror lasting only a few seconds before all existence of the bulky chicken was burned away.

Claude dropped to his knees again, panting at the feeling of having this fight finally over. If anything was evident from all of this, he was going to need a weapon, and soon. The canine obviously doubted that the flaming bird was the toughest of opponent's he was going to be coming across. This wolf let himself rest a bit now, knowing that he couldn't go back up the mountain to the priestess that he'd made his promises to. There was simply no way back up. If anything he could take a few minutes to simply gather himself, gather his thoughts, and then continue on. At least that was the plan until his ears perked to the sound of sliding stone grinding against the ground. With a turn of his head this canine looked to see the three porcupine sisters again, a fast raise of his guard and they'd speak quickly, lifting their hands defenselessly.

"No no wait!" One called quickly, inching her way closer. "We're no longer controlled by the phoenix, we're here to help you..."

"and show you our gratitude." The one on the other end said leading them all to giggle softly with one another.

"The priestess will be right out. She saw you grab the phoenix and is getting some ointment to heal the burns. They don't look that bad though." The middle one moved to take hold of his hand, looking over it and impressed that it wasn't completely charred, this was thanks to the time passing through her wound and egg, but they didn't need to know that.

They moved to lay Claude down. He smiled to them softly, they seemed so different now that they weren't being controlled. While he waited for the lizard the porcupine sisters worked to gently massage his body, the legs, the arms, staying clear of the hands until the priestess could at least arrive, even his feet. Soon the hands were replaced by kisses, and hands were replaced by their bodies lightly rubbing against him. This wolf moaning out a bit at the attention, happy to accept it after such a hard point in his quest. It wasn't long before he felt his pants pulled down and those lips wrapped around another part of him. Each one taking turns to kiss and suck at his canine cock, tasting it, licking it, rubbing it's very scent over their faces with light nuzzles. The wolf leaned his head back and moaned softly.

Those eyes closed, but soon opening when he felt his hands gripped, a cream being slathered across it. Looking he saw that the priestess was no longer wearing her oil, or her paints, not even the headdress anymore. Her delicate hands rubbing along his hands and wrist wanting them completely covered before she started to wrap a bandage around each hand, just to keep the ointment in place. She had to chuckle at how short of a time it took those sisters to get the wolf's pants off, but it even made her a bit jealous that they'd done it before she could even get out here. Those three must be something else entirely.

Her lizard butt moved easily to straddle his stomach, sliding down and pushing the sisters out of the way while she moved to lift herself just to feel that member enter her easily. With a moan she bounced herself up and down, feeling the length enter her entirely while she looked to the sisters who turned their attention to her now, rubbing along her large breasts, feeling her neck and one even straddling the canine to feel his course tongue run along her depths while he was moaning directly into her, feeling the length of his fat dick stroked long and hard by the inner walls of the lizard's body. The canine felt his hips moving all their own bucking hard at the lizard, his tongue stretching out to pleasure the sister until finally he tasted that delicious flavor of cum on his tongue. The feeling of it rushing over his cheeks and down his throat until his throbbing, needy, member finally burst out, spraying down the walls and womb of the reptiles torso forcing to her arc and reward him with a layer of her own thick seed.

The porcupine girl saw this chain reaction and giggled softly to herself, still grinding her freshly leaked cunny over that muzzle to drain all of it out. Looking to the priestess she'd smirk softly and speak out to her, "Made you cum.." She told her in a teasing tone.

"Sh-shut up..." The priestess responded, blushing a bit, though she knew it was true.

He would need to return to his quest, but for now, it was nice to simply enjoy the sensation of being rewarded for his hard work, and until his hands were better, he'd be staying here with these four, letting them pleasure him, and doing what he could to pleasure them right back, but soon, very soon, he'd be continuing his quest to meet up with the King of Death and remove him from his throne once and for all.