Bitchy Witches Two: Stone Soup

Stone Soup

"Sounds like a decent plan, honey." Purple's current husband, Connor, was running a stone along the length of his sword, drawing thin sparks as he honed the edge. "I'll handle the slaves, you go after the bitch. things get to be an issue, I'll back you up when I'm done."

Purple nodded. "Don't get too close to her though. and once she's tied up? I want you to head out and get our shopping list while I deal with her. Okay, sweetie?"

Connor shrugged, checking the edge of his broadsword by holding it up to the light and looking down it with one eye. "Whatever you like. Try to stay safe okay honey?" He stood up and sheathed his sword at his hip and pulled up the hood of his Cloak. "She needs eye contact to enthrall, right?"

Purple grabbed her staff and the kit full of reagents she'd need. "Yeah. But she can also just magically bind you, or maybe even burn you."

Connor wrapped a rope with a knife attached around one arm, nodding along. "I dealt with a sorcerer or two in the war. nothing like this obviously, but I have some tricks up my sleeve." He grabbed a cigarette from his pocket and stuck it into his mouth unlit. "Ready when you are sweetie."

Purple gave her staff an experimental twirl and nodded. "Then let's go."

Purple had given green plenty of warning, in the form of a single shower of sparks shot into the air. this meant. "At noon. full fight. Usual place."

By the time purple had gotten there, green was standing smugly at her side of the arena. "Oh look! Dumb slut brought her new husband! I'd have thought you'd have learned your lesson by now."

About seven naked men with cheap knives appeared from behind trees at Green's wave. "Thankfully I brought my own backup. But first, let's get dear old hubby out of the way, huh?"

Green suddenly fired a bolt of force, which was quickly reflected by Connors blade and set careening into one of her men, sending him sprawling. his sword was glowingly hot now, and he used it to light his cigarette.

"Ooh! husband's got fangs huh? Alright." She whistled and the men all started charging at once, while Green started flinging spells at purple as they closed the gap.

Purple did her best to block the majority of the spells. At one point, the severed head of one of the slaves intercepted a spell she'd been to slow to be able to deflect. "Thank you, Hunny!" She started firing some magic of her own, shoulder checking green, who was too distracted by the nearby bloodshed.

Green punched purples ribs, hard, and purple retaliated with a knee to the gut. she'd tried for a face punch, but green ha ducked down and came in with a shoulder charge that sent purple sprawling.

Purple flipped onto her hands and knees to try to get up, but green was there in a flash, lunging out and putting her feet into Purple's ethereal hair, as well as pinning purples arms under her legs, leaving green face to ass with purple, and purple being helpless.

Purple's hair lurched off her head, but green snatched it out of the air, pulling hard, and conjuring a small blade. "You know. it took me a long time to figure out how to deal with this." She kept a hold of the rougher section of the hair, and drug the knife just above her own feet, shearing off the enchanted arm and tossing it to the side.

Purple screeched, flailing her arms and legs as she tried and failed to get out of the hold. "You bitch!" she grunted in annoyance unable to reach her staff.

Green giggled. "While hubby's occupied..." Green's gem started glowing, and it produced a glowing stone, shaped like the head of a penis and slightly larger than her fist. She grinned, and ripped through Purple's pants, leaning her head down to rim her for a few seconds to make sure the stone would fit.