Thread: The Barbarians Harem --Futafanatic and I--

While still embarrassed, Maggie enjoyed the hand rubbing her back. Those claws were rather tantalizing against her skin. The big barbarian couldn't help but smile as the smaller woman took her hand and led her through town. The dragon definitely seemed to have a natural calming effect on Maggie that she couldn't place, but she liked it. When they finally reached the Dark Elf's shop, she was just glad to have someone who knew where she was going, and was legitimately trying to figure out how she'd gotten by all these years without being able to read roadsigns. As they approached the door however, Maggie got an odd feeling. Hold on... It was late morning, almost mid-day and there was no one in sight. A town like this should have plenty of people moving about at this hour. On top of that, and more noticeable, the shops door was cracked open. Maggie considered for a moment, when movement caught her eye. There were people about, only they were staying out of sight. A man down the road, sticking to an alley, as though watching. Once danger was present, Maggie's senses went wild and the blood started pumping through her veins with increased intensity. She looked back, one, two, three....four men staggered about the road, all staying out of sight for the most part. Something was definitely going on. Stick close to me Rika.... Maggie whispered. She didn't have her sword with her, but that was fine. She could fight just as easily with no weapon at all. It was right after she spoke that a shout came from the store. Now don't make us ask again! Because we won't ask nicely! There came a crash, and a feminine scream. Then Maggie flew into action, slamming open the door. WHERE IS OUR PAYM... Two large men, one dressed in fine clothing, the other in leather armor looked up in surprise at the Barbarians entrance. The well dressed one had been speaking, and looked the most surprised. The other drew a short sword and stepped towards Maggie threateningly. The Barbarian's eyes moved between everyone present instantly. The Dark Elf owner was backed against the wall, behind her counter. Oi bitch! This ain't none of your business! Get out before I take my pleasures out of your pretty little friend there! Maggie growled and closed the distance between them. The man sneered and raised his blade. I warned ya bitch! Maggie's people could control their chemical functions, allowing them to summon adrenalin at will, this increased her reaction speed to such an extent, that the man looked to be very nearly moving in slow motion. A menial swat of her hand sent the blade flying and shattered his forearm. Her follow up smashed her other fist down on his collarbone like a hammer, which caused him to crumple to the floor instantly as though her were a bag of rotten vegetables. The other man kept his cool and held up his hands. Now now. Let's not be..hrk! Maggie didn't give him a chance to talk. Instead moved in, wrapped her hand around his throat, just beneath his jaw, and lifted him up into the air with such ferocity that he smashed into the ceiling with bone-crunching force. He fell to the ground much like the bodyguard had done. The guard might survive, but it was doubtful if the well dressed man was even alive. Regardless, it was finished. And Maggie took a moment to calm down, as her heart was still pounding like a war-drum, and the blood fury was strong. This could give Rika a chance to check on the Dark Elf, or examine the bodies for identification while the Barbarian settled into a more sociable condition.