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 Chapter 14: Wild at Heart, part VIII



   All of the drunken haziness Fel had felt on this morning was completely
gone by now.  Every single muscle in her body was ready for the fight. 
This Syndicate Angel was her first worthy opponent in what felt like an
eternity to Fel.  Chasing this wild and beautiful winged creature around
town made Fel remember how exciting it could be to fight someone.  She
didn't even care about the ridiculously high bounty on the angel's head
anymore.  By now she just wanted to hunt her down and kill her.  Kill the
girl who had been presumptuous enough to try and kill Fel by shooting her
with an arrow.  "Better never let me get close to you, bitch..." Fel hissed
with a grin on her face while she chased down the street.

   And not only Fel was chasing.  The whole town seemed to have gotten out
of control.  While almost all of the town's guards went after the angel,
the civilian population also was in uproar.  The appearance of the
Syndicate Angel was a welcome reason to attack the Syndicate and anyone who
was suspected of being a member.  For most people, this meant looting and
lynching without the guards hindering them.

   Wherever Fel went, there was violence.  The angry mob knew no mercy. 
Entire families were driven out of their houses and onto the streets where
their demise awaited them.  The alleged Syndicate members were killed by
cutting their throats, smashing their heads with sledges, hanging them on
lamp posts and drowning them in the river.  Not even the children were
spared.  After the family had been massacred, their murderers looted the
house.  It was no coincidence that typically rich citizens were suspected
to be Syndicate members.  More fights broke out during the pillage and
people killed each other over getting the most valuable piece of loot. 
Everyone in this town who still had some common sense left could only avert
their eyes in shame...  and try to get away as quickly as possible since
the ones who didn't participate in the madness were likely to be considered
sympathizers of the Syndicate.

   When a door was barred too well for the mob to break it open, they
simply lit the whole house on fire.  As it was to be expected, the flames
quickly spread onto other houses.  The many fires threw the town even
deeper into chaos.  'You're right, Liry...' Fel thought to herself.  'You
don't have this town under control at all.' Fel wouldn't have minded seeing
this whole wretched city being purged.  But for now, she had to concentrate
on a single enemy.  Although the Syndicate Angel's wings enabled her to
float above ground, she could only do so for several moments at a time. 
She had to touch ground every now and then.  For this reason she mostly
stayed on rooftops, where no one but Fel could follow her.  Fel, on the
other hand tried to stay down in the streets for as long as possible since
she was an easy target for her enemy's arrows whenever she went up on a
rooftop.

   "There she is!" "Get down, false angel!" These words made Fel prick up
her ears.  When she followed their direction, she came to a courtyard where
a group of nine guards had gathered.  They were armed with halberds and
crossbows.  Fel looked up and there she saw her: Standing on the edge of a
roof, proudly showing off her immaculate naked body.  Before even one of
the guards could shoot their crossbows, they were being obliterated.  The
angel's arrows came down so rapidly that it was almost impossible to
believe that there was only one person standing up there.  Every single
shot was on target.  The white arrows pierced into the guards' eye sockets,
their mouths, their chests and their stomachs, hitting nothing but vital
organs.  Eight of the guards fell to the ground with white shafts sticking
out of their bodies, either already dead or fatally wounded.  Only one of
them was still standing.  She was shivering so much that she had dropped
her halberd.  A big dark stain in her crotch indicated that she had pissed
herself in fear.  Finally, she just crouched down on the ground in hope
that the angel would spare her.  The Syndicate Angel waited for a moment,
then she shot one of her arrows into the crouching girl's hardly covered
ass.  The humiliated guard let out a long pained wail.  Fel had to admit
that the Syndicate Angel at least had a sense of humor.

   Since Fel was standing in the shadow of a doorway, the angel hadn't
noticed her yet.  This was her chance.  Fel ran towards the angel and then
she jumped.  She was still wielding the guards' shield and halberd.  When
Fel's feet touched the ground, the angel had already moved to the other
side of the rooftop.  There she stood, taking aim at Fel.  "Why don't you
give up already, human girl?  There is no chance that you will catch me."
An arrow came towards Fel, aimed directly at her beating heart, but Fel was
quick enough to deflect it with her shield.  Then she started to move
towards the angel, cautiously but continually, never averting from her eyes
from where the next shot was aimed at.  If the angel would be performing
another one of her all-out attacks, Fel would just risk charging forwards
and interrupting her.

   On the street behind the Syndicate Angel, a lot of commotion was going
on.  A group of alleged Syndicate members had been surrounded by the mob in
the middle of the street.  Most of the cornered people were still very
young, many of them children.  The members of the mob were armed with
clubs, butcher knives, scythes and other improvised weapons.  As soon as
one of the cornered people moved too far away from their group, they were
beaten to death.  One could hear curses and accusations as well as pleads
for mercy and piteous crying.  One thing was clear to Fel: The Syndicate
Angel could not go down on this street without shooting dozens of enemies
beforehand.  The angel was trapped.  "Why don't you give up?" Fel mocked
her.  "There is no way out of this for you." The angel replied by shooting
another arrow.  Fel barely brought her shield inbetween the shot and her
body.  The naked angel's face still didn't show any sign of stress.  Not
even a single drop of sweat was to be seen on her perfect voluptuous body.

   Then a sudden smirk appeared on the Syndicate Angel's face.  Shit.  Fel
knew that this could only mean bad news for her.  Down on the street, a
door opened and several masked women in dark cloaks came out.  "Behold the
Divine Syndicate!  Turn around and repent!" Double shit.  It was the real
Syndicate.  Not some random people who were unfortunate enough to be deemed
members.  This was the real deal.  When the mob was just getting ready to
come at the new enemy, one of the Syndicate members pulled out a colorful
flask from under their cloak.  Then she threw it in the midst of the
attackers.  It exploded with a flash.  The people who were standing close
to it were literally ripped into pieces by the force of the explosion.  The
women who were standing a little farther away went up in flames.  Hair
burned, skin burned, tits and asses burned.  The screaming burning wenches
scattered in all directions.

   Only a few people from the mob still tried to oppose this new force. 
And they didn't last long.  The other Syndicate members produced throwing
knives and crossbows from their coats.  Typical for the Syndicate, all of
their projectiles were dipped in poison.  It didn't kill the wounded person
immediately, but let them feel excruciating pain, even if they were only
scratched by the projectile.  In this way, the street was cleared from the
angry mob within less than a minute.  Some of the saved people wanted to
thank the Syndicate members, but they left the scene as quickly as they had
entered it through a secret passageway.

   Fel had paid a little too much attention to the events down on the
street.  When her eyes fell on the Syndicate Angel again, she was
glistening with the divine energy that she put in her next shot.  "Fuck!"
Fel jumped in a random direction...  and she just barely made it.  The
lucent beam just touched the back of her leather harness, but that was
enough to rip it into shreds.  When Fel stood up again, her upper body was
completely naked, with her bare tits dangling around freely.  And the angel
was nowhere to be seen anymore.  Fel spat out.  Then she cursed.  And then
she just sat down on the edge of the roof and let her feet swing.  Maybe
she was getting too much into this.  Her initial goal had just been to get
here and get laid royally.  Right now, everything was getting a little out
of hand.  Fel had to remind herself that she was doing this for fun and
that she shouldn't let anything that happened during this chase ruin her
mood.

   Fel watched the surviving victims of the Syndicate's assault down on the
streets.  Those who had been set on fire were squirming around on the
floor, desperately trying to extinguish the flames that ate away at their
body.  The ones who had been poisoned had even less means to kill the pain
that was driving them insane.  Some went as far as cutting off their
wounded limbs in hope that it would make the hellish torment subside.  Fel
watched them with mild amusement.  "Alright." She said to herself.  "This
silly angel can't continue running forever.  Not if the whole town is
chasing her.  At some point she'll have to try and seek refuge somewhere.
Until then..." Fel looked down on her massive naked boobs.  She should get
herself some new armor.  And then find that angel's hiding place.  In that
order.



   Wearing her new black leather armor that was even scantier than the
piece she had lost some hours ago, Fel approached Beruga Tower.  It was an
ancient ruin in the outskirts of town and its only occupants were rats and
human scum.  Still, it was the highest building in town and if one was
brave enough to go up to the top of this ruinous building, then one could
see over all of Nargath.  Of course, for someone who could just fly to the
top, it would be the perfect spot to retreat to...  at least this was Fel's
assumption.  She had even been able to convince three of the town's guards
she had met on the way to accompany her to Beruga Tower.  Fel had no doubts
that this three would be killed in a fight against the Syndicate Angel, so
there was no risk of having to share the bounty with anyone.

   By the time they arrived at the tower it was already evening.  Chaos and
violence were still continuing.  By now, the city council had ordered the
town's guards to stop the mob from devastating the town even more.  The
situation was close to a civil war.  Fires could be seen in many places all
over the town.  Fel snorted, then she kicked open the brittle front door of
Beruga Tower.  Several torches were lit inside, so there was a good chance
of someone being here.

   When the guards and Fel entered, a single young woman was coming down
the stairs to welcome them.  She was wearing a black cape that covered
everything below her pretty head with the very dark green mane.  "Turn
around, guys." she said with a surprisingly cute and somewhat scornful
voice.  "There's nothing for you to get here." Before Fel could even do
anything, the three guards drew their weapons and got ready to confront
this insolent person.  "A bad decision..." the stranger said and then she
charged at them.

   Within a heartbeat her cape flew up in the air and one could see that
she was hardly dressed underneath.  Her body was not as curvy as Fel's, but
she was very well-toned and still had nicely shaped tits and a firm round
ass.  The only clothes she wore underneath the cape to cover that body were
her black linen underwear and high leather boots.  But Fel was the only one
who looked at the woman's clothing at this moment.  The three guards only
stared at the weapons the woman had been hiding underneath her cape.  It
were two very long double-sided daggers with jagged blades- a total of four
blades coming out of the woman's clenched fists.  Her attack came like a
hurricane.  Whirling around constantly, she hit her targets multiple times
every second.  And every single one of her attacks was performed with
deadly precision.  The first slash cut off the right arm, second the left
arm, then she cut open the jugular vein, gutted her opponent, castrated
her, cut off both breasts and finally also both legs.  All three guards
were executed in this same way and it happened so quickly that the
green-haired woman still had some moments afterwards to wait for her cape
to float down and cover her body and weapons again.  The mangled bloody
torsos of the women still screamed and cried for a little while, then they
went silent.

   Now only Fel and the stranger were left.  The green-haired woman smirked
at her.  "Don't you want to attack me too, Fel?  You're after the bounty on
the Syndicate Angel, aren't you?" Fel cocked an eyebrow.  Then she sighed.
"People might call me insane, but I'm not that insane.  You're obviously
several times stronger than me." Fel didn't only know how to fight, she
also knew perfectly well how to judge other fighters.  In this case, she
would just end up like these miserable guards.  Missing her arms, legs,
tits and her cock.  She certainly didn't want that happening to her.  "I
can submit to you if you want..." Fel dropped the halberd and the shield,
getting ready to kneel on the floor and bow her head in front of the
superior warrior.  The other woman smiled.  "I appreciate the gesture, but
that won't be necessary." She turned around and shouted up the stairway:
"You can get down, Nariel!  It's safe now!" She turned back to Fel.  "My
name is Dunia, by the way."

   After Dunia had said that, the Syndicate Angel slowly came down the
stairway, still keeping an eye on Fel the whole time.  The angel Nariel was
still completely naked, but she didn't carry her bow and arrows anymore. 
Apparently, she felt so safe around Dunia that she had no need to arm
herself.  It was a little awkward for Fel to meet the angel again in this
situation.  Dunia laughed at Nariel's cautiousness.  "It's alright, Nari.
She won't attack you anymore.  Am I right, Fel?" The red-haired rogue had
sat down on the remainders of a collapsed interior wall in the meanwhile.
"Sure.  My part in this angel-hunting program is over after this.  And
seeing who is protecting this angel, I strongly doubt that anyone in this
city will be successful in this regard."

   Dunia seemed to enjoy the compliment.  Nariel walked up very close to
Dunia.  The angel was a little taller than the human woman, but she seemed
to act very submissively towards her.  Could it be that these two... 
Dunia's right hand slipped out of her cape and soundly slapped Nariel's
naked ass.  "Ow..." This sound was way too cute to come out of the mouth of
an angel who had just massacred guards all over the town.  What surprised
Fel even more was the sight of the Syndicate Angel's two cocks becoming
stiff pretty quickly after that spank on her butt.  Dunia had a big fat
grin on her face.  "You don't have to act so shy towards our guest, Nari.
Come on, tell her that you forgive her and be friends with her." Nariel
waited a few moments, then she nodded.  "I forgive you for hunting me, Fel.
If you are Dunia's friend, then I will also try to be her friend."

   Fel was stunned by how much control this human girl had over an angel.
"Wait...  could it be that you two guys are actually...  dating?" The
angel's face became a little flushed- the second time Fel had seen her
showing any emotion.  Dunia smiled proudly and took Nariel's hand,
intertwining their fingers.  "Indeed, we are." It would have been obvious
without that declaration since the Syndicate Angel's two penises were fully
erect by now and had assumed a quite awesome size.

   Fel was flabbergasted.  "Then...  you're from the Syndicate?" Dunia
shook her head with a smirk.  "Ex-Syndicate.  But let me explain the
details to you another time, at a place where we can have a drink, Fel. 
For tonight, I ask you to leave us alone.  Me and Nariel haven't seen each
other in quite a while and there's a lot...  that we have to discuss." With
these words, she let go of the angel's hand and boldly placed her hand on
Nariel's naked ass.  Fel couldn't believe it, but the Syndicate Angel's
cocks seemed to become even harder and bigger.  Someone was clearly looking
forward to getting fucked in the ass this night...