I am working on a side project (The first chapter's already up). As always thanks for the support, reviews are always welcome. Be aware that there will be incest in this, as well as smut and probably some other themes... Also, sorry about the delay. Enjoy!
The girls had a plan, they would wake up and bang Kyros in the night. Obviously they would have to take turns, but they were fine with that, besides they all thought that it would be a good chance to win Kyros over and have more power than his other mistresses.
Artemis woke up. She has an amazing internal clock and woke at the time she wanted to. She walks out of the small room allocated for her wearing nothing more than her pyjamas (does anyone actually know how to spell pjs? If you do, could you please confirm my spelling) and began to walk to the rooms of the other girls.
Slowly Artemis approached the door to Klaudia's room, the door creaked as it was opened. Artemis walked over to the rickety old bed that Klaudia was using and whispered in her ear, "pst, Klaudia, come on, it's time for our plan to take action! Let's go wake the others up!"
"Ughhhhh, already, feels like I've only been sleeping for an hour... OH WAIT our plan! Let's go!" When she realised what the plan meant Klaudia sprung out of bed wearing nothing but her undergarments showing off her nearly flat chest. She was a B cup (any of you mad that I didn't make her DD size? U mad bro? XD) but her flowing long brown hair and beautiful face made up for that.
The duo ran out of the door to Klaudia's room and down the hallway.
They then entered Grace's room and woke her, she followed immediately. She wore nothing more than a long shirt brought from her world.
Sophia was a bit more difficult and had to be slapped several times to get her out of bed.
With everyone finally together they headed to Kyros' room, the biggest in the castle. Opening the doors they stepped inside, it was clear that this was where lord Spree had lived. When they stopped looking at the size of the room they woke Kyros.
"Hmm? What is it?" Came from the mass near the pillow in a sleepy voice. "What deya wan'?"
Artemis replied by jumping onto the bed and stripping naked before shoving her tits in his face, well at least the general area of his face.
"Ahhh! What the!? Who is that cause I can't see anything but boobs and I'm not going to risk moving my head up so..."
"It's your sister Kyros, probably best you don't move at all, she might get id.."
Klaudia was suddenly cut off by Artemis, "Kyros, please fill me with your cock!"
"What the hell is going on?!
Klaudia was a lot closer to Kyros than any of the others there and climbed onto Kyros' bed, pushed a naked Artemis off of her brother's body, and said, "Look, we all want to have sex with you, yes even Artemis... actually, especially Artemis."
"Yeah, it's true Kyros, but please, I can be useful. As for the others we have all decided that we don't mind sharing you.
Kyros cut her off; something didn't sound right to him, "Wait a second... you said sharing me! What the hell is that about?"
Artemis ignored what he said and continued, "Besides, you can have a harem and that's got to start somewhere! Just satisfy me and all of my skills as well as my amazing hearing and smelling can be yours, Please!"
"Isn't it wrong to bang my sister? Even if we aren't blood related?"
"Ahhh, but that's where you are wrong. As the Overlord you no longer have to uphold any morals, besides, demons can be incestuous, and it's not like we're even blood related!"
Klaudia found something fishy about that sentence, "Wait a second... You mean to tell me both of you are demons?!"
"Well, I'm a demon, the demon of trickery to be precise and she's a wolf hanyou."
"Oh, because that makes everything so bloody clear. Why in the name of God didn't I hear about this! I'm way closer to you than any of these stupid wenches."
Kyros could help but laugh at that, "No, nooooo, did you just seriously call them wenches? BWHAHAHAHAHA. Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't hold it in any longer"
"So, do we have an agreement?" said Grace from her position on the doorway.
"Well, you made me laugh, so that's a yes from me." Said Kyros with a smile on his face, "Just gimme a sec, I gotta go put some anti-pregnancy enchantments that I learnt from Gnarl on the bed, no I don't care if you want children, I'm not ready to deal with one running around what is going to be my dark tower. Then we got to move them when I create a new tower, and bladeh blada blah."
No one knew why Gnarl, the creepy old perverted minion master knew anti-pregnancy enchantments, and no one was brave enough to ask the perv himself.
The girl's on the bed moved out of the way to let Kyros off to begin the enchantments. As he climbed out of bed, stark naked they all goggled at his muscular, almost chiselled body; the reward of the long, hard training regime Gnarl put him through.
Then, after their little manservice display was over they began to bicker over who gets to go first. All but Sophia that is; she had fallen asleep while Kyros was talking with Klaudia and still hadn't awoken.
Eventually it was agreed that Klaudia would go first, then Artemis, then Grace, and at the end Sophia would go, should she wake up during the session.
With the order decided on and Kyros done the enchantments Kyros jumped onto his bed, already naked and waited for Klaudia to strip.
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That's exactly what she did. She unclipped her almost pointless bra and threw it to the side before sliding her light pink panties down her thick, sexy thighs.
She climbed onto the bed and began to suck Kyros' cock, she wanted everything to go in smoothly, while she bobbed her head up and down his shaft she began to finger herself. She started off by rubbing her pussy's lips before sticking two fingers in and moving them around. She could feel herself getting wetter. Then when she found her g-spot she pulled her fingers out and put them back in, after adding another finger. As her fingers moved around she felt that she was going to cum so she picked up the pace. Soon after she could feel her pussy's juices trickle down her finger and out of her. Feeling that she had done enough she pulled her fingers out and stopped sucking off Kyros.
Then she mounted Kyros' cock. She winced in pain as it broke her hymen. When she felt conformable she continued bouncing up and down his shaft moaning in pleasure. Kyros, not wanting to not have any control in this situation flipped over and landed on top of Klaudia. Then, using her cum as lubricant he began to thrust faster and began to smash her pussy. As he pounded her they could both feel her pussy being moulded around Kyros' large shaft. After pounding and pounding Kyros felt his dick twitch; he was going to cum! He picked up the pace and began to thrust as fast as he could. Klaudia could see what he was doing and began to grind her hips against his. Then Kyros' cock twitched one last time and Klaudia was filled with cum.
His job done he pulled out, Klaudia crawled to the side of the bed, semen seeping out of her vagina, and the formerly masturbating Artemis climbed onto the bed.
Kyros put his cock inside his sister's virgin pussy and began to fuck her from the side. This allowed Grace to go on the other side and suck on Artemis' tits. Kyros paused for a few seconds after he destroyed her hymen but then continued to thrust causing Artemis to not only believe that dreams can come true, but moan phrases such as: oh yes brother keep going, as well as some indistinguishable noises.
As he continued to thrust into her extremely tight cunt he could feel something inside of him begin to awaken, seeing as how he was doing a demon, admittedly a weaker one he assumed that it was his inner-demon, probably the lust.
Towards the end of him fucking his sister he suddenly brought the speed up from a five to an eleven out of ten. The colour of his eyes began to change to become a reddish purple and his finger nails grew longer and sharper. After most of the transformations were complete he came into Artemis.
Artemis, needing yet more sex woke Sophia up and forced her to eat her out, also consuming Kyros' semen.
Grace was already naked as she tries to always be practical and had stripped while Kyros was doing Klaudia.
Grace sat up and looked at the Kyros, the demon inside him now completely awake before he grabbed her arms with his clawed hands and pushed her against the bed face first. With Grace in a position similar to someone crawling on all fours, minus the arms Kyros shoved his long cock into her pussy and immediately began to thrust extremely quickly. Grace's virginity was now Kyros' and the demon inside him didn't care about the slight pain she was in after her hymen broke and might have even began to thrust faster.
Kyros' claws dug into Grace's skin, and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out in pain. She rotated her head just enough to look into his almost purple eyes and saw no love in them, just lust, an very unnatural lust.
Then, just like that Kyros came into her. There was nothing special, he just came. Although, after he did his grip on Grace's arm loosened and his claws began to retract.
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Grace looked into his eyes once more: expecting them to still be the reddish purple from before. To her surprise they were currently changing back to normal stunning blue grey.
Kyros realised that he still hadn't pulled out and decided to do that. Having gotten up to speed on what was happening he slightly turned to address the ladies, now mostly in his bed. "well, that was fun, now, I don't know about you, but I'm going back to sleep."
The girl's stifled a giggle and let him lay his head down on the pillow and fall asleep almost immediately. They weren't going to stop at sex: they were going to stay with him all night, so they eventually all fell asleep and that's where Kyros found them in the morning.
Kyros opened his eyes to see the wooden ceiling, a sight that, in all accords had become normal. His arms however, we're not as fortunate and found themselves wrapped around the curled up frame of his sister (Which he was fairly accustomed to.), but Klaudia as well.
Kyros groaned as memories of the night before fluttered back to him; what the hell was I doing!? Then he decided that thinking at a time like this probably thinking wasn't the best thing to do. Instead he sat up slightly and craned his neck to look out of the window. It was still dark. Disappointed he slipped down and went back to sleep.
When Kyros woke up again he saw that his motley "harem" was still sleeping. Looking out the window in a fashion similar to the previous night he saw a bright sun and assumed it was about eight and attempted to untangle the mess that was his sleeping arrangement.
First he took his arms out from around Artemis and Klaudia and moved Sophia's into the same position. The next problem was Sophia herself: she had slung herself onto Kyros lower body making Kyros believe that she had gotten up during the night. Using a little of his trickster magic he managed to change his position with several of the unused nearby cushions, therefore completing her problem.
Having escaping his bed which could well have been a cleverly designed trap for all he knew Kyros donned some of the more simple clothes in the dresser namely: an ankle long robe, a silk shirt, and cloth pants. Now clothed he left the room and quite literally slid out of the room on his toes, Michael Jackson style.
After getting in the Jackson mood he walked down the stairs humming the tune to: smooth criminal. Entering the kitchen Kyros let out a fairly sizeable yawn and suddenly remembered that there was no tea in this what he currently considered a God-forsaken place. After getting somewhat emotional about the lack of his favourite hot beverage he had tried coffee, he now hates coffee.
Still in the kitchen he continued on his spree of remembrance and remembered what he originally entered the kitchen for; to make breakfast. Sure, he could have the minions cook something, but when your about to do something of at least somewhat importance Kyros believed it should be fuelled by food you made yourself.
Kyros was reasonable at cooking and whipped up a primitive form of possibly his favourite breakfast of all time: an eggs benedict. His main challenge was of course, making the hollandaise sauce, but he managed to make something similar to the using local plants and other ingredients he had "acquired."
With his meal complete he carried the plate it was on out, butler styles into the dining hall. Placing the meal down he said, "Your meal monsieur." and sat down to begin eating. Cutting through a layer of: egg, ham, and toast, he heard the main door and then several of the other doors open. Kyros immediately knew that it was Mathew, the doors opened quietly and he didn't hear footsteps. Kyros mentally complemented Matthew, while also mentally remembering that he himself was still probably better at sneaking than Matthew.
His assumptions were right and Matthew slid through a small crack in the door. "Eeeeello, good morning Matt," Kyros greeted with a nod in Matthew's direction.
"Hey. I've got some news about the Templar stronghold you're going to assault, oh, and is that eggs benny?"
While the two boys talked downstairs the noise was beginning to wake up the girls, even Matthew's girlfriend/thrall/whatever he wanted her to be stirred.
Artemis, as was the usual woke up first sensitive hearing and all, expecting Kyros to still be asleep, as was the norm for him. However she did not except that she would be cuddling Sophia, although Artemis had to admit; Sophia's boobs were really, like reaaaaaaaally nice. Finished admiring another woman's cleavage she looked down at her own fair sized tits and clamoured over Grace to escape what she agreed was a complete mess.
Sophia rolled over to face Grace and stretched her neck out so her face ended up right in front of one Grace's nipples. Sophia's mouth however was open, one of her weird quirks, and ended up sucking on Grace's left tit.
While all of this was happening Artemis was slipping on some clothing, her underwear having been donned while Sophia was rolling around. She was wearing: grey cargo pants, favourites of both Kyros and Artemis alike, a light-purple t-shirt, and black hiking shoes.
Being dressed she walked through the doorway and down the stairs before slipping out of the throne room and into the dining hall to its right. "hey, watcha guys eating? Did ya make some for me?" Artemis said in her best annoying little sister voice.
"hmh, eggs benedict *gulp* and no, there's nothing left for you, in fact Kyros barely had enough left for me, but there I'm sure there's something in the kitchen," Replied Matthew threw several bites of egg.
"Stupid jerk of a big brother." Kyros growled a warning with his stuffed mouth to which Artemis let out a small giggle, "don't worry your pretty little face off, I'll get something."
Upstairs the other girls, or rather, women were waking up. First was Grace, stimulated by the pleasure from having her tit pretty much sucked. She crawled out of bed, a bit sad at the loss of Sophia sucking her tits and donned a nice dress from the dresser of the former Lady Spree. Before she put on a pair of the more posh shoes in the dresser. Then came Klaudia, she woke up as if it were any other day and dressed herself in a knee long skirt and a blouse slightly too large for her, mostly in the chest area. The she slipped some sandals on as she left.
After both Grace and Klaudia were downstairs and eating side-by-side Sophia herself got up, feeling horny for no well explained reason she got out of bed while masturbating. At her dresser she took out a shirt which seemed like either was designed for the sole purpose of showing off the wearers cleavage while not being too revealing. At this moment she came and decided she could slip her blue panties on. After her underwear she donned some almost short shorts as well as her pair of running shoes.
Matthew and Kyros had long since finished eating and were sitting in a loungish area discussing several plans and tactics that could be employed to reclaim the old/new dark tower. One such plan involved Kyros slipping in, in one of his animal forms and assassinating the base commander, before summoning his admittedly rather small minion horde and attacking. That plan could of course have Matthew substitute for Kyros and have Kyros instead wait for Matthew to teleported back to the gate before charging in. This would not only perhaps catch the Templars by surprise but leave the undoubtedly rookie troops without leadership, greatly diminishing their moral. The troops were almost certainly going to be rookies as there was only one open gate to the netherworld in all of the overworld: the one in the centre of the Dark palace. According to Matthew the tower was also now being used as a maximum security prison as well as a high security storage area for magical artifacts.
Kyros had eaten enough, and Matthew's reports was more than satisfactory so Matthew went upstairs to his tower where his girlfriend, who we had discovered was named Kora was sleeping. Kyros on the other hand went down to the armour to don his armour and weapon. He walked down another fleet of stairs to the basement and opened a reinforced door at the end of a stone hallway. Entering it Kyros was greeted by a forge as well as armour and weapon racks.
Kyros walked over to the single armour rack that was being used and put the armour on. The torso piece was made of steel, it was a breastplate connected to shoulder and upper arm plating by a black bear pelt the armour stopped at the shoulder as from their to the end of the hand was covered by steel gauntlets. His legs were protected by more steel plating that covered all but his inner leg. The thigh pieces were connected to the calf plates using the same pelt used between the chest and arms. The inner leg was also covered by the pelt. He did not however have a helmet, as this armour was pretty much just for the capture of the old tower Kyros felt that there was no need for one.
Moving to the weapon racks Kyros pulled an elegant longsword from its resting place and put it in its scabbard. The longsword was no ordinary sword though, being the demon of trickery Kyros wanted all of his weapons to have a trick to them. This sword was able to change into a sickle like blade that would be extremely useful to negate blocks from his enemies.
In the minion barracks however chaos erupted; many minions flooded into the pits to get what little gear they had in order to b ready for the assault. Several browns, about five managed to grab some mediocre gear: leather and fur armour as well as multiple farming tools and blades.
With both the Overlord and his minion wanna be horde ready for battle Kyros exited the armoury and walked the path into the courtyard. In the courtyard there was now a towergate: a beam of ever changing red and blue light shooting into the sky. At the base of the beam lay a strange hatch–like floor. Surrounding this beam were many Gothic spikes that could have been made of obsidian and had tribal carvings carved into them in spiral patterns. The beam required a few low stairs to reach and these stairs had small streams of lava flowing down canals on the sides the stairs themselves were extremely similar to the spikes in just about everything.
Matthew stood next to Kyros who was staring at the gate in awe. Matthew signalled to the gate at Kyros who nodded in response. Taking that as his que Matthew walked into the beam at the centre of the gate and had his body quickly fade into nothingness.
Matthew rolled into the shadows as the portal spit him out in the middle of what would have been the throne room. Now it was a mixture of a reception and accounting area and some holding cells/storage. Creeping through the shadows Matthew suddenly became deathly still as Templar guards ran past him to investigate the noise from his arrival. After they had past him Matthew silently slipped past all of the guards and mad his way up some stairs that hopefully lead to the office of the warden/manager of the tower.
Matthew opened an unguarded door to reveal what Matthew would have to assume used to be some form of private quarters. It appeared to have retained much of its original decor: there was a fountain in the middle, assorted fur rugs lying on the cold stone floor. However some was new, there were paintings, trinkets and even a chandelier. The assassin didn't care for any of this though, he was only here to end the life of his target.
He walked openly towards the door as there was currently no one guarding anything. The wooden door swung open silently on its oiled hinges revealing a room that looked like it could be owned by a king and not a lowly warden. He looked around to find his quarry, observing the expensive curtains, rugs, candles and more. In a few seconds Matthew found a door. In front of that door was a spruce wood desk. Matthew would search for important files later.
Matthew approached the door and had the eerie silence of the rest of the quarters cut by the moaning of sex and what was probably the noise of someone slapping another person. Kyros' agent cracked open the door and slipped inside only to see a rather obese middle aged man fucking a obviously malnourished, yet extremely busty girl who was chained to the bed.
The warden once again slapped the ass of his slave, and Matthew scowled at this from his position beside a dresser. Not wanting to waste any more time Matthew crawled out of his hiding spot and snuck up behind the middle aged man. The time has come: the assassin would draw his first blood. Matthew breathed deeply once then drew his stiletto covered the warden's mouth and slit his throat.
Matthew let out a sigh of relief; he didn't know whether or not he had it in him to kill that man, but he did. Next he searched the fresh corpse for a key and used it to unchain the girl. The former slave thanked the mysterious man in grey who had saved her. That very man then walked over to the desk and searched it before closing the drawer after finding military plans and other important documents, nothing too important, but important none the less.
To the slave's surprise the man in grey grabbed her hand, she knew what he meant and lead him to the quarters where the slaves slept. It was thin, but extremely tall and so the slaves lived on platforms connected by a ladder. (The mistress room from Overlord 2.) The slave saw her saviour facepalm before telling the slaves to follow him.
Matthew facepalmed; he had touched the slave, she was going to be corrupted by the virus. 'Oh well, another servant for the tower, and more sex for me! OK, maybe this won't be that bad.' After realizing his mistake Matthew woke the sleeping slaves and told the skinny convicts to follow him to a better place.
As it turns out, the guards and the warden beat the slaves quite a bit so they learnt to sneak around to avoid these pointless beatings. This unfortunate fact worked in Matthew's favour: he was going to sneak the slaves, as well as himself out the same way he came in. The only problem was the portal would most likely be directly guarded to proven the exact thing Matthew wanted to do.
The band of escapees sulked throughout the shadows and the guards blindspots. In no more than ten minutes Matthew's party had reached the portal. Now they had to distract the guards, however, Matthew had an idea. Looking at the former slaves he nodded and began his great plan.
There were five guards with the portal in their line of sight at any point in their patrol. Matthew drew a throwing knife and aimed at the guard patrolling in front of the former throne and threw it when he was by the wall opposite of Matthew's current position. That guard fell over dead, but before it could hit the ground Matthew leaped and took out a guard who was passing the band's hiding spot. He then snuck up and slit another's throat, before stabbing the fourth guard between the ribs, piercing he heart. Now there was one left: a crossbowman stationed on a newly constructed balcony above the throne, he took a throwing knife to the face.
The area clear Matthew motioned for the slaves to move atop the portal before following suit and leaving the tower. The motley group entered the courtyard where Kyros was sitting on the trampled grass waiting while talking to Klaudia about spies. His minions were not so calm; they were chasing each-other around, dancing, attempting to sing, searching for beetles and several other rowdy activities.
Kyros smiled at the sudden presence of his friend, but then changed to a more confused expression when he saw the small band of former slaves, "What are they doing here? I mean, I don't mind extra hands on the workforce but..."
Matthew understood his master's confusion, "well this one here" he said pointing at the raped escapee, "I touched, she will unfortunately become another thrall. The rest I figured would probably like a life of work and somewhat luxury in the new tower over being sent to the same towns these fine ladies were captured in."
For Kyros, all was clear now, "Alright, put whatever information you retrieved on my desk, get our new friends to work packing our stuff up, and then go enjoy yourself. MINIONS! Let's go have some fun: time to create some carnage!" Those last few words in particular got the minions attention, after their cheering ended they formed a wedge position behind Kyros who was now in the portal and all disappeared.
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The guards were in a state of disarray; several of their comrades had been taken out and the warden was no where to be found. In the midst of all this chaos the portal began to open again. The men approached the portal shaking, and fearing for the worst. All of their fears came true when they saw the new intruder: he was extremely large and was covered in muscle, in his hand he held an oversized longsword that even the strongest of the prisons warriors would have trouble holding, let alone wielding.
What somehow scared them more than the one man killing machine alone was the fact that behind him were what where obviously demons. Yet, to the guards surprise they were not properly armed or armoured: they wore thrown together furs and patched up leather armour that looked too thin to provide very much protection. In the hands of these demons who were less scary by the minute where farming tools and clubs! They would be no match for the better equipped Templar men-at-arms.
Kyros looked around at his challengers, he could beat them with one arm and a leg tied behind his back and one eye blindfolded! He just chuckled as he signalled for his minions to charge, something the men-at-arms were obviously not expecting.
They recoiled but snapped back to the battle and held their swords before them ready to deflect attacks. The minions charged forward and clashed with the soldiers. Pitchfork met sword as the two sides battled. Kyros need not intervene to win this battle but boomed a message out to the warriors in order to have some fun anyways, "Templar warriors, here me, I am the new Overlord. Send forth your mightiest warrior so he might challenge me in single combat. Do so and I may consider sparing those who surrender.
Between the fact that this man was the Overlord, the surprising strength of the demons, and the lack of any proper leadership caused the guards to crack and push forward the best swordsmen among themselves. Any of the guards with half a brain cell between them and a lemming dropped the weapon in their sweaty palms and formed a ring to spectators the fight. Those less intelligent than a rodent who follow each other off cliffs tried to attack the minions whilst they stopped their relentless assault. They were dispatched quickly.
Kyros delivered his message and smiled when a muscular man with a sabre was pushed into a forming ring of bodies the man looked around at his former compatriots, yelled, "Pussies!" sighed, and drew his weapon preparing to die at this supposed Overlord's hands.
What the warrior wasn't expecting however, was what the Overlord said next; "You, my undoubtedly unworthy opponent, tell ya what: fight well enough and your measly life shall be spared, admittedly you will live as my personal slave, but hey, that can't be that bad right?"
To which the man replied, "Good, er... Evil sir, I have a family in the nearby town of Nordburg, all I ask is that they be spared your unjust fury."
"Very well, your family shall not be harmed; I have no grudge against your family, in fact should you indeed fight well I shall offer them haven in my new tower so you may see each-other, providing they are willing to work of course."
"Thank you my lord should I not fight well I will die in peace."
"You know what? I'm starting to like you! Anyways, let the fight begin!"
The combatants circled around the ring, observing their opponent's every move. The circle began to close as the duellists approached each-other, trapping them together. The soldier looked Kyros in the eyes and his blood turned cold at the sight of a calm emptiness; his opponent's eyes were a void. Kyros returned his opponent's gesture and attempted to charge at the man before him, to a degree of success. Kyros got a hit in: a jab to his opponent's right, sword-wielding arm. Yet, Kyros did not come out of that unscathed as the soldier managed to cut Kyros' left shoulder causing the young warrior to step back.
Kyros shrugged off the pain as he swung a devastating overhead blow, this was no ordinary strike as Kyros' blade began to bend. When the soldier blocked, as Kyros assumed he would the transformation was complete. The steel had completely reformed itself into a sickle. An extremely sharp, deadly sickle.
Kyros rotated the end of the sickle until it was just above his opponent's head. "You have fought better than I expected, and made me use my little trick, therefore I will not kill you. You now work as a servant of the Overlord, feel proud. Also, gather up your family, they will be provided land in the tower's relative location, or in the tower itself, should they choose that." He said, expecting the loser's surrender.
He was not surprised, "Thank you my lord, I will not fail you, I swear in my life. Just please don't hurt my family." Kyros nodded before beginning the clean up process.
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Everything was going exceedingly well: the soldiers were locked up until they could be moved to work camps, the tower was retaken, and several magical artefacts were now in the dark lord's possession. Two artefacts in particular was extremely important to Kyros' cause: the staff of creation: a long, slender staff made of birch and topped with a bud of golden leaves, which could create anything, with extensive consumption of the user's mana pool. And the tower heart, a glowing white/blue orb that was once the center of the Overlord's tower, and a source of great, almost endless magical power.
Sophia walked up and showed Kyros the list of what, and who had been captured, "This raid has provided us with about thirty live guards, all of their equipment can be smelted down and turned into weapons and armour, there are around seventy high security prisoners, and, some of the magical artefacts may actually be useful; there are a few spell tomes lying around as well as the odd enchantment rune."
"Good, good I assume the staff of creation is here as well? Because if it is not, then I will kill everyone of those thirty guards until one of them tells me where it is!" said Kyros, his eyes wide open, revealing red veins.
"Yes Kyros, the staff is indeed here," Replied a shaking Sophia.
"Good," Replied Kyros, "Construction begins first thing next morning."