Vincent and Jamie and Catarina: When Freshiedency Reaches Its End

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This is definitely not the best way to conclude a battle, but what the heck!

Within the ensuing battle, Catarina subdued Philomella, pinning her two arms and six legs down on the ground with her eight legs. From her back, she took out two daggers coated with a poison so lethal it strips the immortality of a deity immediately once struck.

"Any last words, insect?" she asked.

"I have four," Philomella replied, "Omae wa mō shindeiru (You are already dead)!"

"Nani (What)?!" Catarina exclaimed as two flying kicks hit squarely in the places where her hearts should be. The force of the kicks were so strong, it broke her bones and subjected her hearts to extreme pressures beyond their limits. Catarina gave one last breath and finally, her lifeless body fell to one side.

Cee and Jay landed on the ground softly right in front of a shocked Philomella.

"What technique was that?!" Philomella said as both humans lifted her up.

"Definitely part of mixed deadly martial arts," Cee replied. "Jay and I don't practice this often because each move is known to take the life of its target either instantly or put them in a near-death state and let the hemorrhage do its work."

"I took the more violent one, where not only do you kill the target, you also use weapons to shred their bodies to bits," Jay added.

"Fatality," Cee replied.

"I didn't mean those four words literally!" Philomella exclaimed.

"Oh," Cee and Jay sheepishly exclaimed.

"This really cannot be unseen," Philomella replied, "Let's go, before I hurl."

...

In another part of the battlefield, Denarra was alone with her staff. A multitude of cultists had surrounded her. However, despite her breeder-esque form, she was able to subdue all of them, quickly blinking to places they were not aware of.

When she had finished all of them with just her staff in less than ten seconds, she headed forward towards the obelisk. "No one would know," she said to herself, "No one would know."
It occurred to her that a new member of the tribe was coming out fast, so she stuck her staff and buried her six legs in the ground while her termite-queen-esque rear pushed the babe out.

"No one would know," Denarra replied.

However, from afar, Elaiza and Laodhmair stared at the priestess, their jaws dropping in shock.

...

Meanwhile, Vincent told Ovira and Zavinrah, "I think this fight is getting out of hand. Should you tell them?"

Ovira and Zavinrah looked at the ongoing fight, and they said, "Okay. Your call." With loud and booming voices they called out "Stop!"

At that instant, everyone stopped  and stared at the two Deities. Denarra and Avinna bowed repeatedly.

Several cultists murmured with one another, and then Marjolina spoke loudly, "Where is the Seductress?"

"I am the one you once called The Seductress!" Zavinrah replied.

With equal parts disbelief and anger, Marjolina shouted, "Impossible!" At that moment, dark black magic began to fizz and crack from her hands.

"It is possible! Just listen to her tale, Marjolina," Vincent exclaimed.

"Do it, sister!" Marwyllise exclaimed, skittering towards her sister, "We've lost our only brother! I cannot afford to lose---"

"Silence!" Marjolina replied, extending a glowing hand to her sister. From thin air, black bands appeared, wrapping themselves around the arms and legs of Marwyllisse and stretching her body apart. Every time the bands pulled, Marwyllise screamed in pain. Almost immediately, Ridan, Zenthi, Makata, and Avinna rushed to her aid, desperately searching for something to counteract the stretching.

"Ahh, music to my ears!" Marjolina exclaimed while her sister screamed. She turned to face the Deities again, and quickly jumped into the air. "Now, Zavinrah, it's your turn!" With breakneck speed, she fell towards the goddess's direction, a fist of black magic aimed right for her face.

While Zavinrah wasn't looking, Ovira cried out, "Sister, look out!" However, she was a fraction of a second too late. When Zavinrah turned around, Marjolina's fist made contact with her nose and upper lip. The black widow drider dealt a nearly severe blow to the breeder goddess's nose and upper lip and flung her backwards. Ichor spilled from her nose and mouth, and Zavinrah, lying down with her back on the floor, coughed. 

(From afar, Denarra whispered to Jay, "That magic is absolutely forbidden! With full potential it's enough to deal kill a Deity .")

Marjolina skittered over the body of Zavinrah and raised her fist again to deliver another punch, but the Goddess herself disappeared from her position and suddenly reappeared right above the drideress. Zavinrah pounced on Marjolina and used her lower body to hold the drideress down.

"Nletth thee!" Zavinrah replied, one hand pressing her bloodied nose, "What thall I to wit yoo?"

Marjolina quickly tried to teleport out, but something prevented her magic from happening. She desperately called out for Silver, Neon and Sukram to help, but all she saw was nothing. The three somehow disappeared without leaving a single trace.

"Ahhh!" Zavinrah continued, her voice becoming more and more lustful, "Now I noo! I wheel lay muh ekks inthithe you, ant yoo knoo I'mp fulk to ta breemp." She let the hand holding her nose go and began to stroke the very long and large rear end of her lower half, while the other began to fondle her own... habits.  The very end of Zavinrah's abdomen made contact with the (can't say it here, but it's the one where the manure comes out of) of the drideress, which made her (the drideress Marjolina) shiver. The overwhelming pleasure the goddess was experiencing caused the muscles in her oviduct to contract and relax, transferring the egg from her body to her victim's as quickly as possible. With every egg, Marjolina began to scream in pain and humiliation as her bulbous abdomen began to grow and stretch.

"I suggest you not look, Vincent, Jamie," The Prime Mover spoke, and immediately, Vincent and Jamie covered their eyes.

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