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How long has it been?
?
How long has it been since they saw the light of day…?
Perhaps only a month and a few weeks had gone through, but every day has been nothing else than a living hell.
The grotesque monsters would appear, floating eyes with tentacles would brainwash their minds into obeying anything the other monsters said… and day and night, horrible things would happen to them.
Not even men were sparred, as there were also females in some of the monster's races that found it was quicker to reproduce by taking the seed of the men.
However, the terrible conditions made them malnourished and barely hanging on life… many corpses of men and women laid around the area where they were trapped, the underground dungeon, the cold, dusty, and disgustingly repulsive place.
"Father… Father…"
A young Rabbit-kin woman lamented her terrible fate and that of her beloved father, the strongest hunter in the village… reduced to a simple breeding slave and then killed after being over-exhausted to death.
"Oh, Ophelia… goddess Ophelia… please… kill us… free us from this living… hell…"
Amongst the Rabbit-kin, there were also a few humans that somehow were hanging to life as they were mildly strong adventurers captured. Alongside them, there was a strong and resilient Bear-kin man whose arms, and legs were cut off and whose fangs, and teeth were taken out so he could not exert his strength in any way, not even through bites.
Even he, the most resilient of them all, had his eyes slowly falling into hollow darkness.
"When will we die?"
"I want to… I want to die…"
"Please, someone… anyone… kill me"
"Kill me… kill me… kill me…"
"I want to die… I want to die… I want to die…"
It was going to be yet another night where they would live this hell, just how long will it be until their bodies fall off in exhaustion and die? It was the thing that they looked forward to the most, death.
However.
Boom!
Clash! Clash! Clash!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thunderous sounds filled their dying eardrums, especially those of the rabbit-kin, who had a stupendous hearing.
It was as if a giant earthquake happened. They hoped for the ground to fall and to be buried alive, it was better than anything.
But instead, the thunderous sounds came accompanied by the cries of agony and help of their captors, Orcs, Goblins, Kobold, Lizardmen, each one had a distinct cry of death.
"GRYAAAAAA!"
They also heard the cries of pain from the giant eyeballs that did so many things to their poor minds, those that they thought were just invincible.
The ground did not collapse, and they were not buried, but countless creatures, Plant-type monsters, and various types of arachnids and bugs made out of dark metal appeared inside of the small dungeon where they were captive.
"Here they are…"
"This is…"
"Quick, carry them all out!"
"Yes!"
The men and women asked the creatures to kill them, it was their only request.
"Please… kill me… kill… me," said a rabbit-kin woman between tears.
"I can't kill you. I am sorry but I am a very selfish person, so I will make sure for you to live. Hang on there, please" said one of Veronica's clones, carrying the weakened people through their backs, which were equipped with a series of cushions made out of soft leather.
"…what?"
The people were confused, they thought that these strange monsters were some kind of monster rampage… perhaps the gods had finally heard they're prays and were now going to both kill their captors and also end their suffering… but that was not the case.
And strangely enough… they felt that every monster, even the moving plants held a strange and inviting aura. It was something closer to what they desired and at the same not.
It was intoxicating and embracing… who were these presences for them? They couldn't tell.
The plant-type monsters of all kinds also grabbed them gently and released sweet fragrances to calm down the captives while making them fall asleep.
Amongst the surviving population of the rabbit-kin, there were a group of five human women, a bear-man without fangs nor limbs, a few ghouls, whose skin was red, and a pair of raccoon boys.
The metallic arachnids and the plants carried everyone outside, while also making sure to check everywhere…
However, as they were slaying the captors of these people while running away with them, another earthquake happened, a furious entity within the depths of the ruins woke up.
"What?! Who are you?! How- How did you slip off my grasp?! Stop right there!!!"
It was Oggoth who had woken up from his brief sleep, however, it was too late.
Veronica's clones and Ervas's plant's work was incredibly swift, they rescued all the captive and then carried them through their underground caves while at the same time closing them by using 'Golem Transmutation' in the ground itself, shaping it with the help of the dead spirits possessing it and closing any route for the entity's offspring to follow them.
Oggoth was furious, he was not even capable of doing anything.
He just woke up and they were already running away with his 'goods'.
The remaining troops that he had surrounding the ruins where he was sealed were swiftly killed without many remaining aside from the various eggs, he had inside his sealing shrine.
Oggoth, a Demon God who had lived for thousands of years could not help but be incredibly frustrated… and even more when he could not do much other than to rage and bark like a mad dog, unbefitting of his original demeanor.
Oggoth was sealed, and couldn't exert his full powers, the area that his consciousness and divine essence could reach wasn't very far, only a hundred meters around himself, when Veronica clones and Ervas's plants were out of his range, he couldn't do anything at all.
The rescued captives were quickly carried to the safety of the Squirrel-kin tribe, while Ervas and Veronica were given information about their operation being a success.
They were already separated into two groups. Veronica went to the south to help the Raccoon-kin tribe there, and Ervas's group to the north, to help the Raccoon-kin tribe there.
"It seems that everything went stupendous… We'll have a lot of work after this, that's for sure…" muttered Veronica, talking with a Raccoon man that seemed to be in his early thirties, with short brown hair, raccoon ears atop his head, and a tail bellow his hips.
"L-Lady Veronica, they're here!" he said, glancing from the tower made out of wood where he and Veronica were.
"Alright, leave it to us," said Veronica with a smile, taking out her axe and spear.
An army of three-meter tall Orcs, armed with leather armor, axes made out of iron, goblins and hobgoblins armed with poisoned daggers and bows, kobolds armed with long swords, lizardmen armed with shields and spears led by giant floating eyeballs with red tentacles appeared in Veronica's party sight, and well, on the entire of the South Raccoon-kin tribe.
While Veronica's clones and Ervas's plants rescued the captives from Oggoth's monster army, the army of Oggoth, unaware of what was happening back home had already split into two, both armies going to the south and the northern tribes of the Raccoon-kin.
And now, they were about to face, perhaps, their worst battle since they were born.
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