DMC4 Luxuria - page 10

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Gloria has a good try at holding off the horde but is eventually disarmed. This can only be a good thing! Next page, the bondage recommences!

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"GHHRKK!" the Chimera Seeds growled, menacing the lovely, ebony-skinned woman who stood in their midst. Gloria turned her head this way and that, taking stock of all the Seeds, trying to find some aspect of the terrain that she could use to her advantage. But the field was flat, and she could not think of a way to use the sheer ravine walls to her advantage.

As she was thinking, however, the Seeds took the initiative. At the same time, four of them hurled themselves towards Gloria from four different directions. Agile as a cat, Gloria managed to avoid all four by performing a dizzying feat of acrobatics, a handstand split. One Seed sailed over her extended legs, another beneath them. Gloria managed to kick a third, knocking it back. However, she did not succeed in vanquishing it. The fourth stopped its advance, attacking Gloria with its tendrils.

Gloria avoided the tendrils without too much trouble, skilled as she was, but she couldn't successfully fight back either. She swung her blade towards the Seed attacking her, only to be pressed at by two more Seeds, and prevented from striking a decisive blow.

More Seeds dived for Gloria, but she avoided them once again, scoring hits on their flanks which made them shriek and hiss as vile fluid spurted forth. But these were mere flesh wounds. Gloria realised that numbers were not the Seeds' only new advantage. With their Mistress hovering overhead, they seemed more organised, more intelligent.

One of the Seeds seemed isolated from the others, and Gloria made for it, seeking to both reduce her enemies' numbers, and possibly find a way to get past their circle, to find a more advantageous position in which to fight. But as she lunged, a second Seed leapt out from behind the first, having hidden very effectively behind it.

"What?" Gloria was caught off guard, and one of the Seed's tendrils snapped out, flinging the dagger from Gloria's hand. "No!" she cried, finding herself disarmed. Not beaten yet, she kicked away the Seed, but the one it had hidden behind had waited for just such an opportunity, and it leapt at Gloria...