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I suppose I don’t need to ask why you’re here.” Cermonok said as he paced around me. “I have conditions.” I growled. “You don’t get to offer conditions.” Cermonok sneered, “You’ve challenged me on my home turf. We play by my rules here.” “Is that so?” I gestured over my shoulder, “Do you see those men on the hill? Those are the five chieftains of the Northern Pines. They have come to ensure you don’t fall back on your tricks.” Cermonok glanced at the hilltop. I didn’t actually have time to gather five chieftains, and was instead relying on Zander’s magic to manufacture their silhouettes. One raised a fist in salute, and Cermonok returned it with a snarl. “What are your conditions, Terdini?” “We fight in your pit tomorrow morning. As is custom, I will prepare myself in the challenger’s hut the night before. I do not trust you not to kill me during the night, so I demand an exchange of hostages.” “That’s why you brought Trenok, huh?” Cermonok said as he eyed my son, “You’re a big boy now, Trenok. After I kill your father, you’ll have a place in my vanguard.” “After my father kills you, I will take your daughter as my wife.” Trenok sneered, “I’ve heard she’s quite the beauty; I wonder how she’ll look on her belly.” “Certiok will be my hostage, Cermonok.” I cut in before the two orcs came to blows, “An heir for an heir is a fair deal.” I could tell Cermonok hated the idea, but he knew it was fair. He couldn’t afford to look weak before his entire village. He spat on the ground. “Certiok! Come out here girl!” A young she-orc parted the curtains of the nearby hut, and strode confidently into the square. Certiok’s beauty was not exaggerated. Her skin was pale green and unblemished, her eyes were big and round, and her face was adorned with high cheekbones and a strong jaw line. Her braided hair hung over her muscular shoulders and outlined her ample breasts, which pillowed against the leather strap that barely contained them. Her toned torso ended before bodacious glutes and thick thighs, and she walked with the purpose hentai of a woman who was used to getting what she wanted. And her eyes were filled with Trenok, her full lips quirking to present her tusks. “Brock of the Terdini?” Certiok looked to me, “To what do I owe the pleasure?” “Brock has challenged me for the clan, and demands a hostage. A smile creeps onto her face and she hentai blushes but she does. Willow hopped up to answer the door and brought back some sweet smelling Butter Chicken and curry dishes. I want to cut off the husband's balls. Since she was lying on her side with her grandfather behind her, she had to lift her upper leg for her hand to reach her clit which caused her to open her legs wider. They are angled so those setting in front of the desk can't see. I heard later that her father had told her that it would be a fate worse than death if she came home pregnant while she was living under his roof. I looked up at him as he put his hands on my knees and pushed them apart. I apologize if I took it too far.” Trust me, I still got it, baby!" He heard Jason blowing out a long breath, and he could picture his friend dragging both hands across his face. It took a moment to register, but pain flared through her. My head cocked.