Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

His left hand on Mel's ass and the other holding an iron pike to flick and move the meat, the mage was utterly unbothered by the situation, and not from arrogance, but the experience he'd garnered throughout the month of Helga's training.

The Lamia were no real threat to them, and after seeing them freaking out when the dark slime killed a warrior, Raven instinctively knew that they'd never been through a single battle themselves.

"I'd rather them dead than talking but fine…" Heaving a sigh with her eyes still wandering all over the lamia's bodies, Aria wanted to reach out and touch them in different places. However, since they were unconscious and touching them wouldn't result in any response, she decided not to go forward with her plans.

Instead, turning to the rest of the party, she moved up close and stood beside Raven. Glaring him down from above, she'd grown tired of waiting for her reward and wanted it that very instant even if it meant leaving the Lamias unchecked.

"You're sharing the tent with me tonight," she demanded, anxiously tapping her feet.

"What? No!" Mel fought back, her eyes squinted in rage.

Chuckling at the sight, Erika watched from a corner, hoping Aria would win so she could witness Aria's torture inside their shared tent.

"Shut up you slut! I've been waiting for too long and he hasn't kept his promise yet!" Aria barked at Mel.

"SLUT?!" Getting off of Raven's leg, the elf glared into Aria's eyes just another word away from getting physical. "If anyone's a slut it's you! Having those toys shoved up inside your holes, paying gold for god knows what deranged sexual tortures until your wallet went empty!"

"Look at the way you're dressed!" Grabbing Mel's nipple ring hearts, Aria tugged it towards her, making the elf squeal like a pig. "Still dressed like you're some cheap whore and you have the audacity to tell m–"

"Shut up! Both of you!" Finally jumping into the conversation, Raven rose to his feet and moved between the two girls. Moving them away from each other, he looked them in the eyes. "I'll be with Aria later tonight, Mel, you and I have been sharing the bed for two days, and she'd been waiting the longest."

"BUT!" Before she could say anything more, Raven hushed her with a finger.

"We need to focus and interrogate these two girls now, so how about instead of infighting we wake them up and get to know our scaly guests?" Nodding at them both, he turned around to face the tied-up Lamias.

Still unconscious just like their male slaves tied to another tree a few feet away, they appeared angelic with their glistening scales and the contrast of white and black between the sisters. However, that beauty was nothing but an illusion, and the party knew that well. Hence the tying, the fuel to the flames, and the stripping of the silk-woven clothes from their cold-blooded bodies.

At glance, they were breathtakingly beautiful, but knowing what hid inside that murderous head, nobody would ever even attempt to step closer to Lamia women. Not to mention for a fae, most monsters felt repulsive. They gave off the feeling of fear just as much as disgust, and for someone like Raven who'd conquered fear, all that was left was pure unadulterated disgust.

He wanted to skin those scales off their bodies, ruin those glistening lips by smashing their faces in, and yet held himself back through reason, the fae child moved closer and simply waited for Erika to splash their faces with water. And as she did, the lamias coughed from the splash until their eyes were forced open.

"W-Who? W-where–" Looking all over with shifty eyes, Maine wrung her body around trying to free herself from the chains binding her.

"What the hell?!" Realizing what was happening a bit later than her sister, Phos squirmed around to free herself as well.

However, the moment Raven conjured a ball of flames in his hand, every hasty movement from their bodies stopped completely. At first, they thought he was about to burn them just from the fireball, but slowly as their senses came back to them, their noses picked up a hint of combustible fuel all over their bodies.

"W-wait! D-do-don't!"

"W-what d-do y-you want?!"

Barely forming intelligible words, the sisters began to freak out once more. Their bodies twisting and turning, even shifting themselves from having a tail to human-like feet, they tried everything they could, but held by sturdy chains, none of their attempts loosened the chains.

"Who sent you?" Folding his hands on the back, Raven casually began strolling left to right. "You had a battalion of warriors so obviously your hive must be nearby, am I wrong? Do you have a queen you answer to? I've heard Lamias are matriarchal after all."

Tired from the struggles and too afraid to respond, the sister remained quiet, even though their lives depended on them answering.

"See? I told you we should just kill them, I bet Linkle will pay us handsomely for their scales!" Aria blurted out while slowly walking up beside Raven. "Besides, snakes can help her make some potions or something, I don't know but if they're not talking it's the only choice we have."

'Potions?! From our bodies?!' Freaking out internally, both of the sisters began their futile struggle once more. However, as they tried again and were left panting, their eyes were locked with Raven as though begging for mercy.

"W-we'll tell you everything!" Declared Maine, and though Phos was shocked, she was more than glad that her sister was thinking the same way. "Just let us down and we'll tell you everything! Please! We won't try to run, we promise!"

Begging more and more, the sister's desperation managed to convince Raven.