Artoria held her arm out, and Guts watched in shock as an unconscious Mordred was lowered down from above. Her armor was gone and she was stripped naked, her body bare as tentacles were wrapped around her arms.

With a snap of her fingers, Artoria had summoned tendrils of black energy from beneath Mordred. The wrapped around the women's limbs as the tentacles let go. Artoria began moving her fingers, and like a puppeteer, the tendrils acted out her commands. They began to touch Mordred, caress her. They rubbed over her breasts and teased her core, her legs instinctively closing themselves.

"W...what are you doing?" Guts asked, not believing what he was seeing.

Artoria kept moving her hands, the tendrils wrapping around Mordred's legs before pulling them apart to reveal her shame. The tendrils grabbed her arms as well, lifting them above her head. Artoria glanced at the apostles behind her, giving a silent command. The first apostle nodded with an evil smile as it walked forward. A disgusting slick was heard when the apostle got close to Mordred...and began thrusting into her.

"S...stop it...stop it..." Guts slowly began to bare his teeth, grip on the sword tightening. He began to hyperventilate, the only sound that he could hear was his own heartbeat. He slowly began to charge, teeth bared as he held his sword high. "I SAID STOP IT!!!!!!"

Guts charge was cut short as an apostle from behind but down on his left arm. He gasped from the sudden pain. He watched helplessly as another apostle took his place between Mordred's legs. She was now awake, eyes widened in horror as she looked down at the pool of blood, seeing the reflection of the violation that was happening. She screamed in pain, making Guts's eyes narrow in rage. He turned to the apostle behind him and began hacking away with his sword. The blade was useless against the giant teeth that had trapped him, but he did not falter, his strikes becoming more rapid as he applied all his strength to the strikes before—

CLINK!

Guts watched as the sword broke in half, the top bouncing off the teeth and landing in the pool of blood. All that was left was the broken weapon he had, no bigger than a knife. Acting in pure rage, Guts raised the broken weapon into the air and began cutting his arm off. Blood squirted out with each strike, Guts ignored the pain, his teeth clenching as he heard more screams from Mordred. He stopped his slashing and turned back to face Artoria, teeth bared as he began to pull himself towards her. He felt the last few muscles left in his left arm trying to stay attached to him, but he didn't care.

"ARTOOORRRIIIAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"

He shouted as the muscles tore apart. He stumbled before charging as fast as he could at Artoria. He raised his only arm left, holding the broken blade in a reverse grip as he closed the distance and went in for the strike.

He was stopped by tendrils similar to the ones restraining Mordred. They held him in place, his blade inches away from Artoria's eye.

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"HAHAHAHA!" Ubik laughed from above as he observed the seen. "A POINTLESS STRUGGLE. WHAT CAN A MERE HUMAN DO TO—WA?!?!"

What happened next was unbelievable to nearly every godhand member except Void. Conrad opened his squinted eyes and Slan grew a small smile in awe.

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Guts was using every bit of strength he had, despite being restrained by the tendrils of energy, to push his blade forward as it got closer, inch by agonizing inch to Artoria's eye. Her pupil shifted it's shape, causing the tendrils to pull Guts down onto his back. He was tightly restrained, barley able to move his arm and legs, only able to shift his head left to right as attacked like a feral dog.

Artoria, without so much as a word, moved to stand directly above Guts's body. The apostles assaulting Mordred stopped before backing away. A dark tendril extending from the ground before shoving itself into Mordred's vagina, making the woman scream even louder. Artoria stared down at the feral dog before her, his head shifting from left to right. A tendril wrapped around his forehead before forcing him to stay completely still, yet he struggled on.

He watched in rage as Artoria licked her lips. From his position, Guts could see the crotch area of Artoria's torso retract like an organic shell, revealing her core to him, a bright pink color. Oh no...

With a slash from her winged cape, his pants were torn to shreds. Artoria lowered herself down to a crouch and began moving the shredded clothing aside before finding what she wanted. She grabbed his penis, a rather large one at that, and began rubbing her armored hands up and down.

"STOP IT!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!" Guts shouted as she stimulated him. She ignored his threats and continued till he was hard enough. She placed a knee on either side of Guts and looked him directly in the eyes as she positioned his rod under her entrance. She stared at those eyes, the eyes of someone who thought he could leave her. He was the reason of her pain, everything was his fault! She then pushed herself down onto him. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

When Guts screamed, it was when Artoria had moaned. She stared down at Guts as he tried to bite her, nipping at any hair strands that came close to his face. She began a slow pace, enjoying the sensation of having him inside her, before she got faster. That entire year trapped in the dungeon all she could think about, no matter what torture she had to endure, was of him. She began to growl as her pace increased before looking down at him, only to find out he was looking at Mordred, who was getting rammed by the tendril.

He was still worried about HER?!?!?!??

Artoria growled before grabbing the side of Guts's head, forcing the man to look at her and bare his teeth. Artoria frowned, before jamming her armored thumb into his right eye.

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"SUCH BEAUTY, IT TOUCHES ME." Slan spoke, wiping a tear as it fell from her eyes. "LOVE, HATE, PAIN, PLEASURE, ALL HERE AT ONCE. THIS IS TO BE HUMAN. THIS IS TO BE EVIL."

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"AH….AAAAAHHHHH! GET OFF ME!!!!!" He shouted in pain as she burrowed her thumb into his eye, blood shooting out of it. No, no she wouldn't get off of him. He deserved this. Who was he to think he could just leave and love whoever he wanted?!?

No, he belonged to her. Her precious coin. She leaned down and silenced his screaming with a kiss. Her tongue explored his mouth, licking his tongue as his scream was muffled. Whenever he tried to bite her tongue she merely applied pressure to his eye. She sped up her pace once more, feeling herself on the edge of—

"HMMMMMM~"

"AAAAAAHHHH~" Artoria moaned as she came to a stop, feeling Guts shoot his load into her cavern. Mordred had moaned as well, feeling the tendril shoot a load into her as well. Artoria slowly pulled away from Guts, his resistance gone when she stood up and observed him. He was unconscious, eye gouged out as he penis slowly became limp. Looking over at Mordred, she watched as the young woman was dropped to the ground by the tendrils before they disappeared. She looked back down at Guts, feeling his seed leak out of her core and trail down her leg.