Ka’Amas stands in the highest tower of the College of Alchemy. He turns to the Dean of the College, “Lord Malachi, Gaelan said I could have the inferni girl when we took Kara. Now we’ve lost Gaelan, Night Talon, and the Sisters have Kara. I thought,,,” The Dean changes from an elf to a tall black dragonborn, “No. My plan has changed. You trapped her mind, right?” Ka’Amas nods, “When you scrambled her mind, I sent her back into the prison. She will relive the tortures, the rapes, and every other pleasure she was subjected to. I don’t think there is a way for the mystic girl to pull her out of this. It will turn her brain into mush, but her body will live. Even if she does manage to pull her out, I’ve planted an idea in her mind that will isolate her. She will think everyone has abandoned her and is conspiring to take her baby. She won’t even be able to feel the touch of that redeemer bitch.”

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Malachi’s form changes again, this time to a woman. “What do you think? Might I con my way into the temple with this face?” Ka’Amas shakes his head. “Not with the wards they have up now.” Malachi says, “Have the wagon and the people ready. We’ll have her in it soon enough. My only concern is keeping her body alive long enough to give birth to that child. When we have her, you and your employees will take her to my temple and keep her safe there until the ritual. If you can get the inferni girl or the mystic, you can use them however you want.”

Ka’Amas chuckles, “I’d prefer to feel the little bitch squeezing my cock, but I’ll settle for making her watch me rape her daughters.” Malachi glares at him, “Don’t underestimate her at any point. For now, we wait and watch. The temple is too heavily guarded.”