The party had been on board and in route to the volcanic island for three days now. It was a peaceful voyage so far, the party mostly keeping to themselves; Oliver finding it hard to even leave the room with both Dorrie and Karrie inside with him.
Carver found himself worn out, as his days started with Alysha, then went to training with the Undine, to railing the Undine, and back to Alysha.
Gabrielle was making a point of keeping to herself and training her magic, keeping her eyes off the female sailors and keeping her fingers crossed for no mamono attacks. Ava was given the crow's nest a more literal name while Cassandra mediated, focusing on her water chi.
Things were more or less calm. So naturally they were less than an hour from a savage attack. The party all found themselves on the deck when the sounds of commotion grew loud there. Two aquatic mamono had boarded the ship in search of prey, and both seemed to be using completely opposite tactics.
The first was more direct and aggressive. She was a tan skinned, hourglass figured woman with her body on full display, but rather than legs, she was squid-like tentacles from the waist down, roughly twenty of them, all either lashing out at the sailors trying to fight her off, reeling in males for sex, or doing rather unsavory things to the female sailors who got too close to her. The sight brought unpleasant memories of the Mindflayer back to Cassandra. She was a Scylla.
The other was a much more passive mamono, employing a tactic similar to the one used by Dorrie and unknowingly by Alice. She was a young, loli looking girl, with an odd, barnacle like crush on her wrists, and a massive shell of the stuff covering her from the waist down.
She had an innocent look on her face, even as the male sailors lured by her aura drilled the various holes that opened up in the shell.
They may have looked like just holes in rock, but all of them were softer than silk, all connected to the mamono's pussy through magical means, and seeing any of them filled any male with too much desire to resist fucking until the monster girl was completely broken, despite the fact that the exact opposite was happening, and the men were slowly being drained dry.
She was a Charybdis. Typically her kind stayed at the bottom of the sea, hardened to the seafloor and using their magic to create whirlpools that sank ships, the survivors lured down by her aura and spending the last of their moments alive fucking her until they all drowned. It seemed this one had been smart enough to know that if she came up first, there'd be more men alive for her, and they'd not run out of air.
The party divided to help the sailors, Carver, Cassandra, and Ava going to help the sailors and Undine fight off the Scylla.
Oliver quite adamantly abstained from that battle, and considering his past experiences, none of them could even remotely judge their rogue for not wanting to get within grabbing distance of a mamono with tentacles and a quite apparent love of control.
Oliver turned his sights to the Charybdis, finding her being fucked from every angle by no less then six different male sailors. Even Gabrielle had fallen prey to her innocent, fuckable aura and begun raping the ocean loli.
The Charybdis granted the D-girl the special honor of being the one to fuck her actual pussy instead of one of the dozens of holes merely linked to it through magic.
Oliver could feel the pull of the Charybdis' magical aura, the need to go over and begin drilling the sweet, innocent monster girl until she was fucked silly and full of cum strong.
But unlike all the others, Oliver had acclimated himself to such urges thanks to his time spent with Dorrie, was able to resist them now; he simply chose to give in to his beloved Dormouse these days.
Oliver felt that now was a perfect time to test one of the new weapons he'd purchased while he was in the Amazon town. He took several small, round items from his belt and threw all of them at the Charybdis and her many captured victims. The orbs all burst in an explosion of light and sound, stunning all of them long enough for Oliver to rush forward, pulling Gabrielle out of the Charybdis.
With the white mage free, clearing the heads of the others was as simple as speaking, as she needed only recite a few magic words while Oliver kept the Charybdis distracted with his flash bangs.
The Scylla was a different can of worms altogether, being an actual physical threat who'd knocked four armed sailors unconscious. In addition, two males had been pulled close enough for her to begin fucking them, using her tendrils to make them fuck her from both sides like they were nothing but dildos. The Undine had been ensnared while trying to save them, the Scylla burying four tentacles deep inside her from all angles, preventing her from focusing enough to use her powers.
Ava flew high, firing her needle feathers down to get the Scylla's attention while Carver moved to free the Undine.
Whenever a tentacle found its way towards the heavy knight anyway, Cassandra guarded with her bo staff, using raw chi rather than water, as somehow she doubted the Scylla would be harmed much by the element she'd literally been born into.
Using this strategy, and with the help of some of the other sailors who'd managed to avoid capture thus far, Carver was able to cut the Undine free with his sword and pull her out of range of the Scylla. The sailors, Cassandra, and Ava kept her from moving closer while Carver helped the water elemental get her wits back. When she did, the rest was fairly simple.
The Undine held her hands out, summoning the water around the ship. It rose as massive limbs of water that made the Scylla's tentacles look like nothing, plucking her and the dazed Charybdis from the ship and sending them flying through the air.
Oliver swore he saw the Scylla skip like a stone across the water before she finally stopped a lord only knew how far away. And for her final trick, the Undine used her water control to push the ship out of whatever feral territory they'd entered without noticing.
