Madakos and Hunila had cleared hundreds of kilometres of Bacteria, night had hit the world once more. Tamura and Korax fortified more and more ground, other Shadow Elves slowly expanded their Zira production meanwhile. They could create water and then crops, but they already had a fair few supplies, eating fish and vegetable soup. The crackling of so many Bacteria was beyond combat. The crystals were largely useless to the Warlocks for Madakos could create plant and water relatively easily. The green crystals had horrifying implications for the world, Madakos sensed the danger in them; the bacteria themselves were dangerous of course, if the full weight of them were brought to bare on the continent it would ravage everything.

The crystals will be like honey to flies, even with the Bacteria.

Madakos felt a chill down his spine. He looked at the Bacteria in the distance with distaste in his mouth.

“They could kill everyone, but their crystals could feed everyone,” Madakos said, sighing and laughing in the same breath, “I could kill everyone or feed everyone…” he whispered.

“It is precisely that,” Hunila said, “but what about you? What is your plan exactly?”

“We could defeat them all, I guess. For now we bunker down. We clear them up in the morning.”

“Let’s make housing again,” Korax said.

Hunila did as much, making a small shack and a bath. Soon night hit their part of the world, and they went to rest. She was content to lay in his arms, the towers shot at oncoming Bacteria, and they merely reflected on life.

“I want to have sex with you,” Hunila began, shushing him with her finger, “but first I want to simply soak in the water with you.”

“Alright,” he said kissing her head.

That produced a quiet as they sat in a circular wooden tub with some hot water. She gave him her hand, and he clenched it tightly, they both sat in the tub, soaking in the hot water, she sat on his pelvis. The stress of before, soon melted away, the thoughts of worry replaced with lust.

“Soap me up, you’re already hard,” she said, chuckling a little.

She was soaped up, his hands moved up and down, cleaning her skin, she wagged her butt at him, and he soaped up that as well, smoothing down her thighs. He kneaded her back.

“You’re good at this,” she whispered.

“Perhaps if I wasn’t a Warlock, I’d enter my true vocation,” he whispered to a laugh.

She smelled of the soap, he lathered it down both legs, which relaxed her, until he grabbed a cheek and waited for permission.

“Can I?” He said.

“Sure,” she quivered.

He started fingering, sliding his finger on her vulva and sticking fingers inside her vaginal hole, then he licked, her fluids going directly onto him before he started properly eating her out. This continued for quite some time, until eventually after at least three times cumming on his face she lay down on him. For his services to her body, she bounced on top of him, producing an ejaculation that she cradled inside of her. She stared at him with glowing eyes, and she went to work, they cummed in each others arms in multiple positions, first she pinned him, then he pinned her, in a cowgirl, then a reverse cowgirl and after all that she fell into his arms, full of exhales kissing each other in a lovers embrace.

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I want to settle down. If I lose her.

I will make babies with this man.

They went to bed, to eventually sleep. They were in each other’s arms, feeling each other’s chests, the breath of each other, the mere heat of each other, they soon hypnotised each other into deep sleep. There was a sound that was soon ignored, which was the Bacteria being killed by towers and fire elementals, but that became a mere surround sound, the crackles of flames, the ash of the burned creatures and the droppings of green crystals pattered on the ground like hail on a stormy night.

Some time later in the late morning, they ate breakfast, the Bacteria had not been allowed to grow thanks to the summons of Hunila. They continued their assaults, burning more and more Bacteria, the wind picked up and the fires spread endlessly. The Warlocks soon came across an unfamiliar sight. Three Necromancers faced them.

“How did you get here?” One of them said, “surely you should have died…”

A Lich Lord with skeletal hands and dexterous spells. Death coil, a death spell that killed what it touched, millions of skeletons led by another Lich, and a Reaper Lord.

“Those are the Warlocks!” The Reaper said, “we must kill them!”

“Arnold…” the lich said, “this is very serious. We are farming here.”

Madakos breathed in and out and immediately annihilated all three with a long range shot.

“Fuck…” Korax breathed, “seriously?”

Hunila mopped up the leaderless Undead, and the various Bacteria that surrounded them. Only a small trek revealed the portal. The Warlocks had fortified themselves along the trail, now Hunila sent some fire elementals into the portal, she could see beyond it, frightened by the sheer volume of Bacteria.

“I don’t know where it began, but there are a lot of them there,” she said, “but who knows, maybe in that world. We’ll be safe from pursuers.”

“Maybe,” one of the elders said.

“We must go!”

There was fear and apprehension, a nervousness that extended to the lot of them, for they really had conflicting emotions. To go where no one had gone was nerve wracking, but they couldn’t exactly stay where they were either. There were still Bacteria on the continent of Bacterium, the continent they were standing on. Hunila cleared a path in the other world, Madakos dismantled his old towers and put towers in this other world. They immediately fried Bacteria as green crystals dropped off the dead. The Warlocks ventured into the new world, immediately firing desperately at the Bacteria; towers were erected and the Warlocks made a basecamp; purple bricks, shooting purple flames, wielded by purple magic users. Madakos stared at the endless continent.

“A city?” Korax whispered in awe.

“The ocean,” Tamura also whispered, “are those ships?”

Metal ships, they had advanced weaponry that shot into the beaches and shot again, after which they raked the crystals in nets. The city had walls like Madakos was accustomed to, but had strange devices shooting downwards, metal bushes designed to slow down besiegers, as well as ditches.

“It’s unclear how trustworthy those Humans are,” Madakos said, “we should fortify that hill over there and think about what we want to do.”

They did as much, it was some seven kilometres away from the city, but they did exactly as intended. Built a small fortress and thought about their next moves. The terrain was a complete desert, but they used their magic to created a little oasis. The sound of poured water and collected crops were soon heard in this locale, an oasis in a sea of Bacteria.

“If anything tries to come out the portal, they will be inundated with Bacteria,” Hunila said out loud, “I wonder if those Demons are following us.”

“Undead or Demons would certainly not be welcome,” Madakos said.