When the siblings were 12, their mother heard of an exceptionally large Demon that was going to a nearby town. Due to all the times she had been fucke... by Demons, even their huge cocks could not satisfy her. But the bigger Demons had even bigger ones, and she was dripping just thinking about them. As soon as she was able, she told her husband she was going to her sisters for the weekend, knowing how brutal Demons are. Since this was a big one, she would need time to recover.Meanwhile, her kids. “All right, I’ll consider your argument, but if it veers into disloyal oratory, I’ll have you brought up on charges.”“Fair enough, but this gets into why your hundreds-year war has had such dismal success. Everyone, whether they express it or not, is worn down by the oppressive thought control. As a result, they not only won’t venture new ideas, they’re so obsessed with not doing the wrong thing, they’re more focused on doing nothing at all.” Lillslik started to object, so Al continued to. “Is anyone injured? You are wet! Come to the fire.”“Papa!” Pol ran to his father and threw his arms around his neck. “It’s all gone! The pillars are falling. The gates are closed.”“It’s happened?” Marcos asked his sobbing son. “Don’t be sad, son. It was never meant to last forever.”“I don’t understand.”“But my dear son, you still believe.” Pol looked up at his father. Tears still sparkled in his eyes, but he nodded. “We must attend our friends. One day it will become clear and you will. "Judging by the average size of those Warriors."A small Warrior in plate mail was hurrying past. "Greetings, friend," he said with a smile. "Can you tell me what is going on here?"Under all that armor was a woman, and when she tilted back her helmet, Gareth recognized the face."Rowann?" He exclaimed as she unbuckled her helmet and adjusted her weapons with the ease of years of practice. "Why are you dressed as a Warrior? You are a Mage!" Gareth?" The General of the Royal Kugnae Army smiled at.