“Yes,” Toni could feel Anka’s influence surrounding him. It radiated onto his lover’s lap. The knight tensed up upon feeling the divine influence.

“That’s good to hear,” Elsie said with a deep breath. Any help was welcome, even if it was from the Goddess of Beauty. “What about Rava, Ursa?”

The northerner tilted her head. “Not sure.”

She recalled her conversation with her wolf. How Rava changed her mind on intimacy after Ursa met Claire. Her spirit had gone quiet since then, not even showing up in her communications with her elders.

“My people are for Claire’s goal, though.” She concluded after recalling her discussion.

“Can’t get too involved with our affairs…” Elsie said, rubbing her chin. It would lead to war if a foreign entity got involved. “Could wrap them into a war.”

“Surprised they sent warriors to help Amara,” Ursa admitted. 

“Amara? Was that the one with the snake lady?” Hannah asked. She furrowed her brow to try to remember Claire’s story. She gestured behind her, “The one depicted there?”

Elsie nodded. She glanced at the painting that had yet to be removed. However, something caught her eye. It felt different now. She shot to her feet and ran towards the painting. Everyone watched the mage study it.

Samira’s hair was glowing.

The same color that Claire had when she channeled the Goddess. The red in her hair radiated a faintly noticeable light. Elsie’s mind raced with ideas and possibilities while she examined the painting. The others, minus the still recovering Jessie, crowded behind her.

“Must be why Claire ran off,” Elsie muttered to herself. She was annoyed that Claire didn’t fill her in before leaving. She bit her lip as she traced Samira’s hair with her finger.

‘Ana, is Claire with you?’ She called out to her sister. Her sister’s thoughts were a jumbled mix of pleasure and declarations of love. Either Claire hadn’t made it to her yet, or the three got distracted.

“Wait, that’s new…” Toni mumbled. The dancer was deep in thought as he finally noticed something appeared on his stat sheet. There was no notification or any signal that it appeared. 

Elsie checked her own stat sheet, finding a blessing she’d never seen before. Blessing of Virility. It didn’t have a description alongside it or anything of note, just the name

“Wait,” Elsie took a deep breath. She recalled something they had joked about at the beginning of their journey. A ritualistic orgy.  “Did we just perform one of Her Rituals?”

Claire tried to stay focused. She really did. But it’d been a week since she’d seen Lily, and her body craved her touch. She couldn’t help herself upon seeing the alchemist.

She lost to her lust and bent Lily on top of Ana. She came here to bring Lily and Ana into the church to advance the ritual. However, her rational thought left her upon seeing Lily and Ana.

Claire let out a moan as she painted Lily’s insides with her seed. That hollow feeling finally went away with each rope she shot into her lover. Her knees weakened as she nearly collapsed on top of the two

But she caught herself. She could finally think for a brief moment, even if Lily’s warm embrace tempted her to give in. She looked down at the two woman, who were in different stages of their own orgasms.

“Lily, I’m so glad you’re back,” Claire whispered through labored breaths. She pulled out of her lover, letting her seed trickle out. She shook her head violently, “That can wait…”

Lily was unresponsive. Her usually loud moans were absent, and her words were slurred. Ana, who was recovering quickly, was the first to respond.

“Elsie has so many questions…” 

“I know,” Claire said with a chuckle. She left the church in a hurry. “I was too focused on Lily’s return to explain.”

“D-did you really initiate a ritual?” Ana asked hesitantly. She could feel Lily tense up at her words.

The alchemist reached blindly for her glasses, her rational thought returning to her. Claire leaned over and handed her glasses to Lily. “What?”

Claire held back a smile at Lily’s slurred word. She nodded. “Yeah. One of the rituals did end up being an orgy…”

Lily chuckled deliriously. “Maybe Anka’s simplistic explanation was correct.”

“Jaz may not be very happy,” Claire responded. “Or, the old Jaz wouldn’t.”

Lily looked around. She expected Jasmine to appear before them. She didn’t find the assassin, nor did she chime in. “Maybe.”

Claire followed Lily’s gaze. She was confused about what Lily was looking for. “We should grab her. And Daphne and Lyn.”

“Are th-they important?” Ana asked. “Or was it the church?”

“Both.” Claire reread the notification. “She needed a place of worship first.”

“What?” Lily asked again. Her words were less slurred than before. 

“We recruited Daphne, which led to us recruiting Jessie and Lyn as well,” Claire explained. She briefly reviewed the discussion they had that morning and what had sparked this new revelation.

“So She needed someone to get pregnant?” Lily clarified. “Why didn’t Jasmine’s pregnancy count?”

“That was only the conception,” Ana theorized. She’d been relaying what Claire had said to Elsie as they discussed it. “She used that to gain a physical form. A special circumstance.”

“Right, I guess that makes sense,” Claire added. “Lyn and Daphne intend to bring their kids to term, and we didn’t have a church back then.”

“Wait, so they are both pregnant?” Lily’s eyes widened. Her head spun with the possibilities that came with pregnancy. Mainly, what their children would be.

“Looks like it,” Claire said with a smile. 

“What’s the next part of the ritual then?” Ana asked for her sister.

“Have to grab the two mothers to finish it,” Claire said. She read the next step aloud, “And bathe them in our essence to bless the pregnancy. Completing the Ritual of Parenthood.”

“Would have expected no less of Her.” 

Jasmine chimed in as she leaned against the door. She held back a laugh upon seeing all three jump. Jasmine walked towards the three, ignoring the growing urge to give in to her lust.

“Jaz!” Lily cried out. She finally pulled out of Ana and shakily walked towards the assassin. She tried to hug Jasmine, but the assassin held her hand up.

“Hug me after you clean up,” Jasmine said with a warm smile. “And hurry up, Daphne and Lyn won’t stay apart for very long.”

Lily nodded and cast a cleaning spell. Her lab, and by extension, her body, was washed with water. The cum and arousal were swept away towards the drain as Ana and Claire were hit by the spell. All three were cleaned by Lily’s spell, and they quickly got dressed.

Lily jumped at Jasmine once more, this time, the assassin accepted her hug. They shared a brief kiss before Jasmine whispered. “I missed you almost as much as Claire did.”

“I missed you too!” Lily said, squeezing her lover tightly. 

“We should get to the church,” Jasmine cooed. She could feel Lily’s cock hardening in their embrace, and the alchemist’s eyes were hazing over. “We’ll continue this there.”

“Good idea,” Claire said while licking her lips. She couldn’t wait to finish the ritual and welcome her lover back. Both made it hard for her to think straight.

“Focus,” Ana squeezed Claire’s hand. “Elsie is demanding our presence.”

“Come on,” Jasmine said as she broke from the hug. She turned towards the door and opened it for them. “I swear to the Gods, Daph, you better be behaving yourself. 

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