Besides, she was intrigued by the dungeon core's strange but audacious goal. Truthfully, Yozka wanted to be a part of a new revolution. "Enwald ruled by a man? Why not?" she smiled. "If you help me destroy the Yellow Sky Clan, then I will help you on your quest."
"Deal," Markos offered his hand.
Yozka accepted with a firm shake.
Once the former apprentice finished his tea, the human avatar rose from his chair.
The witch held up her hand. "I know you're anxious to start your quest, but I think you are too conspicuous dressed in that armor. Especially because you don't wear the symbol of Vessar. If we encounter the Queen's patrol, they may mistake you for a spy and capture you. More so considering that you're not a woman. The best thing to do is to change your outfit to that of a normal traveler's. I will get you Sibalt's clothes and then you can change into them," she offered. Yozka slowly walked down the corridor and made a right turn. Soon thereafter, she disappeared from view.
While the hostess was away, Jessica reappeared before the assimilated being. Fortunately, the witch's home was not warded with magic and the helper was able to enter Yozka's residence. Since the dungeon faery was a part of Markos, she was able to see everything via the Hivemind. "You surprise me, master. I didn't expect you to be so ambitious."
"Oh, NOW you appear!" he scowled at her.
The faery crossed her arms defensively to form an "X." "Master, no one else can see me. Not unless they possess a piece of your dungeon core," she explained. "I just don't want the witch to think that you're crazy. I think it's lovely how Yozka still has feelings for Sibalt even though her old apprentice no longer exists. You can exploit her feelings to get her assistance as a guide. She seems very knowledgeable of the surface world."
"I agree," Markos nodded. "But I have to admit I was surprised that she didn't try to talk me out of conquering Enwald. One would think she would have more allegiance to the Queen and the Kingdom," he noted.
Jessica shook her head. "Master, Yozka is a witch. She is an outcast of society. She was probably forced to live here in the forest. She holds no allegiance to the Queen and I wouldn't be surprised if Yozka harbors bitterness toward the kingdom. Thus, she wouldn't shed a tear if the kingdom is overturned by you."
"I guess I got lucky in meeting someone whose interests align with mine," the dungeon core admitted.
"It seems the Gods are looking out for you indeed," the faery nodded in agreement.
The hostess reappeared in the kitchen a few minutes later to find Markos talking to himself.
The avatar immediately sensed Yozka's life energy close by and ceased talking to his helper.
The witch decided not to mention the monologue because she realized that the dungeon core may have other minions which were invisible to her. Furthermore, Yozka was confident that Markos had found her useful and he will not harm her.
She placed the clothing on the table. There was a yellow long-sleeved shirt, brown pants with a leather belt, black walking boots, and a green cloak with a hood. She also brought a backpack filled with dry rations and a waterskin. "Please change. I will turn around," she chuckled.
The dungeon core dissolved his armor and quickly put on the new clothing. He was surprised at how perfectly the clothes had fit his new body. When Markos turned around, he discovered that Yozka was already looking at him.
"She was staring at your bare back," Jessica giggled.
Markos rolled his eyes at the faery. He looked directly at Yozka. "Please take me to the Yellow Sky Clan," he requested calmly.
The witch's eyes hardened and she nodded.
Chapter 13
Thirst for Vengeance
The witch and the assimilated human walked in silence as they journeyed for roughly an hour through the dense forest to reach the territory of the Yellow Sky Clan. In truth, there was little to mark their domain aside from some rocks on the ground.
Markos could understand why the unlucky Sibalt had accidentally wandered into the territory of the ogresses.
SNAP!
The sudden breaking of a twig refocused the avatar's attention. He reached out with his life sense and discovered that they were already surrounded--by five ogresses.
The largest ogress in the group left her hiding place behind a thick tree trunk and casually approached the two intruders. Like the one who had sexually tormented Sibalt, this ogress stood over seven feet tall and was covered with fine white hair all over her body. Two large incisors protruded from her thick, lower lip. She had light brown hair, tied in a string decorated with stones. Her large bosom was wrapped in animal fur. She wore a short skirt also made of fur. Her hips were as almost twice as wide as his shoulders and Markos could help but stare at her long, thick thighs. The ogress carried a large wooden club, which leaned loosely over her right shoulder.
When the ogress was only a few feet away from the two, she took a big sniff. She smelled something totally unexpected. Suddenly, her dark brown eyes widened in surprise. She reached out using her club and pushed the hood back, revealing Marko's handsome face. "Man!" she said excitedly.
The rest of her clan began to holler, "Man-man-man-man!"
Reluctantly, the leader took her eyes off him and looked at his companion. "Witch," she grunted. "Offering?" she asked while pointed her club at him.
"No," Yozka said quietly. "Your sister had killed my apprentice. This person took over Sibalt's body. He is here to take over your clan in compensation for this offense."
The ogresses began to laugh.
While they were engaged in conversation, Markos furtively extended the reach of his dungeon to cover the land he stood upon. And it was just in time.
Suddenly, the leader lunged for the witch!
But Markos was even faster. Using his life sense, the dungeon core located every ogress in the vicinity.
Tapping into the geothermal energy and using Earth Work, he created giant stone hands from the ground to grab every ogress, aside from the leader, by the waist and lift them in the air. For the leader, he created four more stone hands to grab her by the limbs.
The five captive ogresses tried to break free but found themselves unable to do so.
The human avatar slowly approached the leader, who was still defiant and struggled to break free. Markos smiled at her and created a stone spike to pierce her heart!
Blood gushed out of the ogress like a fountain and splattered on the ground.
Markos slowly turned around and walked toward the remaining members of the Yellow Sky Clan. He looked at each of the four ogresses. Three of them refused to return eye contact, choosing instead to look down. However, one of them held her head upright and refused to cower before him.
"Me next?" she asked in a rumbling voice while staring into his eyes.
"What's your name?" Markos asked. Like the ogress he had just killed, this one had white fur all over her body. She was slightly smaller in size than the former leader but still bigger than the others.
"Deet."
"Deet, I want you to become the new leader of the Yellow Sky Clan. And you will obey my commands. If you refuse, I will kill you just like how I killed your old clan leader."
"If I follow, reward?"
Markos smiled at Deet's attempt to negotiate. He commanded the stone hand to release her and Deet dropped to the ground.
While Deet was still on her hands and knees, the dungeon core created stones covering her hands and knees, keeping her in place on the ground. The result was that she was prostrate before him. The ogress raised her head to stare him in the eye. She had dark brown eyes which lacked fear of him.
Markos smiled and pulled down his pants. He drew closer to her.
Deet's nose, which resembled a pig's snout, breathed deeply in the scent of his body. Her eyes turned delirious with apparent desire for him. Her thick, pink tongue slipped between her thick, dark beige lips; she moistened her lips with anticipation.
Markos obliged by calmly approaching the lustful ogress until his
cock was right in front of her face.
Deet twisted her head and began to lick the tip of his member. After several licks, it began to respond. Suddenly, Deet's jaws opened wide and she captured the entire length of the semi-erect penis in her mouth. Her rough tongue rolled around, coating his dick with her hot saliva. When it was sufficiently soaked in her saliva, Deet began to jerk her head back and forth, coaxing his tent to harden and thicken.
Overcome by the wondrous assault on his cock, Markos roughly grabbed her long, brown hair and tugged.
The ogress responded by moving her head even faster, turning her mouth into a piston.
The pressure in his loins began to build and build and build until he had no choice but to release his cum deep inside her throat.
As the precious hot semen poured down her throat, Deet squeezed his dick gently as if to coax him to release every last drop. When the rush of white, sticky liquid stopped flowing, she slowly pulled her head back and sucked on his head until it was completely clean.
When the captive-turned-captor finally released her hold of his penis, Markos backed away.
"That was amazing," he huffed between deep breaths.
The ogress only smiled at him.
He stared at her coldly. He was annoyed at her for wrestling control of the sexual encounter from him. Markos walked around her until he stood directly behind her. She was still on her hands and knees and restrained by his stone hands. He knelt down and ripped off her animal fur skirt, revealing her big, peach-like ass. He lowered his head and kissed each cheek; he squeezed them roughly with his hands and enjoyed the strong flesh which was highly malleable under his warm touch.
The ogress responded by shaking her hips to express her desire for more.
Markos accepted the challenge; he started using his fingers to play with her lower lips.
Deet grunted in delight.
This goaded him to insert his fingers deep inside her.
Deet moaned louder.
As Markos continued playing with her, he activated his Befriend creature ability.
The ogress immediately agreed to his request.
"Befriended: Deet, Level 8." Markos was extremely happy to see this notification. If his befriend attempt had failed, then he would have been forced to kill her and the rest of the ogresses in order to claim their territory as his own.
The human avatar decided to reward her for her allegiance to him. He slowly pulled out his fingers from her cunt and replaced them with his thick hard member. He used Earth and Water Work to enlarge his penis until it filled all of Deet.
As he moved inside her, Deet continued to grunt and moan in pleasure until she finally climaxed and he climaxed in unison with her.
Spent from the lovemaking, the ogress' body became limp. Deet lowered her head to the ground.
Markos released her earthen bonds and then used Earth Work to create a platinum bracelet on her left wrist. He added the initiates, "MK," on it.
Deet rolled over on the ground and looked up at him while laying on her back. She held up her left arm and touched the bracelet with her right hand, tracing the "MK" mark.
"This is the Band of Markos. It denotes that you now belong to me. Very few women will be granted this band. You are the first to receive it. I want to conquer Enwald and I need you to become the general of my army. Will you help me?"
"Yes, master."
Markos turned around and looked at the three remaining ogresses.
They were all aroused by the very public sex act they had witnessed; they had succumbed to their lusts and were now busy fondling themselves to relieve their urges. When they saw that he was looking at them, the ogresses immediately dropped their hands in shame.
"Reward, master," one of them said while rubbing her thighs together.
The other two quickly repeated her request
Markos glanced at Deet, who was now standing behind him, and said, "Deet is your new Clan Leader and you all belong to me." The dungeon core tapped into the heat energy to use Earth Work. He created a copper wristband marked "MK" for each of the three ogresses. Then he dissolved the stone hands and dropped them to the ground. "This is your reward for entering my service. When I acknowledge that you have performed a great service on my behalf, you will receive an additional reward."
The new master turned toward his ally. "Please show me your home."
"Yes, master," Deet bowed.
Chapter 14
Ancestral Home of the
Yellow Sky Clan
As Deet led the way, Yozka approached Markos and walked next to him.
"Are you dissatisfied with my decision?" he asked.
The witch looked at him for a moment and then continued staring at the back of Deet. "You took one life for one life. It was a fair exchange. More importantly, it was justified in the eyes of the Gods," she admitted. "If you wantonly killed the rest of the clan, then the Gods will curse you for committing evil."
She hesitated for a moment and then spoke up. "Master, what great service would you require from me to receive a similar reward?" she asked in a low voice.
The former apprentice almost tripped. Once Markos regained his balance, he looked at her again and thought for a moment. What did he want out of her? In truth, her knowledge was her most important asset. He was somewhat annoyed by her physical ailments because she will inevitably slow his pace whenever he starts his journey to other parts of the kingdom. Yet, he could not heal her unless she was his minion or assimilated being. Suddenly, the dungeon core realized what he wanted from her. "I would like to merge with you," he said.
"Merge?" she asked. "Like the way you merged with Sibalt?" The witch did not reject the suggestion outright.
"Yes," Markos nodded. "I would like to put a piece of my dungeon core in your body and merge our minds. This merger will greatly increase your health and magic. It will also allow me to heal your body and perhaps even make you young again."
Yozka blushed at the thought of turning back into a young woman. She was quite a beauty back in her youth but the manifestation of her witch powers forced her to leave her hometown of Bethmund before her neighbors burned her as a witch. Later on, her experimentations with potions often failed; the poisonous fumes and vapors turned her body into its current state. "I'm not opposed to it but I have several questions. First, can you control two human avatars simultaneously?"
Markos was silent for a moment. "I believe so. I have an ability called 'Hivemind' that allows different bodies to share the same thoughts. And I currently have several minions underground that I could control simultaneously."
Suddenly, Deet turned around and said, "Welcome home, master!"
The group was standing in front of several small huts made of wood and leaves. The huts were arranged in a semi-circle around a firepit.
The other ogresses approached Deet, who gave out assignments. "Lolo, water. Fuma, deer. Paki, wood." The ogresses grunted and left.
Once they were gone, Deet gently pushed Markos by his shoulders. "Sit. Rest."
The master obeyed and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Deet sat behind him with her legs spread wide. She pulled him by the waist and then pressed her chest on his back. "Warm," she said.
Markos allowed her to embrace him in this manner. Truthfully, he enjoyed the feeling of her enormous, soft breasts pressed against him.
Yozka quietly sat down to his right. "I hope master isn't too busy to continue our discussion."
"Of course!" Markos looked away with embarrassment.
"You said you should be able to control two humans simultaneously. But what happens if you're wrong? I assume that you would prefer to retain control over Sibalt instead of me, correct?"
The dungeon core nodded.
"What would happen to my body then?"
"I will bring you back to my dungeon where you will be safe."
"I see," the witch considered the response. Suddenly, she made a realization. "We are currently in your domain, aren't we?"
She was astonished at his ability to manipulate the earth without chanting spells. The only way this was possible was if the dungeon had already claimed the land under her feet as his domain.
"Correct. I could use Earth Work to bring your body underground."
"And by claiming the Yellow Sky Clan as your own, you took over their territory as well."
The human avatar nodded.
"If I merge with you, will my mind vanish?"
"Your individuality will cease to exist. But your personality and your memories will be added to the collective mind. A part of Sibalt still exists within the collective and he strongly desires for you to merge with us."
Yozka was surprised by this explanation. She didn't realize that a part of Sibalt was continuing to exist. The opportunity to rejoin him solidified her decision. "I have decided to merge with you, master."
Markos nodded. He was extremely pleased with her decision. While he COULD forcefully merge with her against her will, there was a strong chance that she will emerge the victor in a battle for mental dominance. By turning this merger into one of her own choosing, he will most likely retain dominance over the newly merged mind. "Then please spend this last day as Yozka the witch. I will initiate the merger process when you go to bed."
Soon, the other ogresses returned with supplies to make a campfire and prepare a meal.
As his companions worked, Markos focused on preparations to assimilate Yiozka. He pulled up his UI to check his current status:
Name: Markos Turloch
Class: Dungeon Core (Evolved), Stage 1
Helper: Jessica, Dungeon Faery
Health: 15,500/15,500
Mana: 15,500/15,500
Domain: 7.8 square miles, 3.6 units available
Minions: 3/20
Assimilated: Sibalt (Human Herbalist, Level 3,
10,000 Health, 10,000 Mana)
CONQUEST: The Dungeon Core Gambit Book One Page 6
