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"you little shit!" Rhea grabs one of the defeated imps by the horns and lifts it up, "you scratched my armor! I'm gonna pull your fucking arms off!"
"no, you're not." Aisha scolds, "the battle is over, now we let the losers regroup and retreat."
"that's not happening." Rhea replies, "we won, that means we get whatever spoils we want. hey, prick, you ever choke on a gnoll chode before?"
"we are not taking advantage of our foes when they are vulnerable." Aisha chastises.
"I'm inclined to agree, "Vashti says, tucking their cock back into their silk shorts, "though I admit I'm considering tossing this one over the bridge."
Vashti motions to the Imp that pulled their panties free and exposed them. they sigh, "but Aisha is right."
"uhm." Harpe squeaks, "I think it would be better to do what Aisha says, m-ma'am..."
Rhea huffs, "fine. no raping our captives."
the party is opposed to sexual assault against defeated enemies. Rhea speaks Abyssian so she can interrogate the imps, or the party can elect to banish them, or something else.
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