Author's note: This fantasy story contains very little sex, and the sex it does have is more romance than erotica. There is no sex in this chapter!
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Damn. Did you know, demon cloaks of darkness STINK? Yeah, Rune didn't either, not til that very night.
She coughed and sputtered, trying to get the stench out of her nose and the taste out of her mouth as the villagers came out of their houses. It was smoky, too, and it made her eyes sting and water. And it seemed to CLING to her skin with an oily feel. Gross.
More importantly, HOW had the creature shrugged off a killing blow like that? She'd SKEWERED that demon, and it had run off into the night, bellowing its promises of revenge when it should have been DYING.
Rune replayed the evening's events in her mind. When Bjorn had FINALLY returned with the keys to release her from the cuffs, shortly before the demon arrived, Rune had had just enough time to plan her attack. And it had gone PERFECTLY. She honestly thought she'd be on her way back to Valhalla by now!
Noting the foul beast's overconfidence, she'd used it to good effect. Now she had to admit to herself that SHE had been overconfident, too. This mission was not over! And her quarry was much tougher than she was used to fighting!
At least she'd gotten some good intelligence out of the exchange. The demon had said it was going to slay the ruler of the kingdom! The fiend had a specific TARGET! Since when did demons have plans that involved? It was good to know, but it was also worrisome.
Rune frowned, considering what it meant, as the people surrounded her. So intently was she assessing her situation that it took her a moment to realize that the reaction of this crowd was decidedly mixed. Some were jubilant at her apparent victory in driving the demon off! A few wanted to know if she was OK. Others were scared because the demon had promised to kill them all for their betrayal.
"Who let the girl loose??? You've killed us all!!!"
"Did you see how she stuck that thing like a pig? It's dying out in the forest right now, you can bet on it!"
"Did that thing hurt you?" (that was Bjorn, looking like he was in love and noticing her still-barely-dressed body)
"Great hit! You saved us!"
"You DON'T know that, you fool! Didn't you hear how it raged? It promised us death! If being stabbed like that won't stop it, what WILL?"
"We should chain her back up and beg it to forgive us! Don't let her get out, this time!"
"Don't be silly, the shieldmaiden is our best chance of stopping this thing!"
But fear is contagious, especially when demons are involved. Rune saw their terror beginning to take hold.
She spoke to the whole village, her voice commanding and rising above the din of the crowd.
"NOBODY is getting chained up and sacrificed. ESPECIALLY ME." The villagers fell silent at her assertion as she casually waved her glittering blade around to emphasize her point. After seeing how she'd fought, they knew she wouldn't be easy to subdue a second time.
"Didn't you hear it? It was going to keep right on killing you all after it was done with me. You cannot trust the demon. Do you UNDERSTAND??? You have only two choices. Run and hide, or fight. I know what I will be doing. I'm going after the demon. Now."
As she spoke, the young Valkyrie stripped off her sheer white gown, standing there naked in front of them all, her pale skin glimmering in the night air as she started slipping back into her warrior gear. As you know, Valkyries are not given to being overly modest. But every villager, male and female alike, stood entranced at the sight of her.
Finally, the nubile girl realized they were all staring at her. "What is it," Rune asked, wondering if she was injured and hadn't noticed it, yet.
"What are you, maiden," a man finally asked in wonder. "Have you been sent to us by the Gods?"
This question drew Rune up short, her armored bodysuit only half on as she turned her gaze to the man. Some of the humans were guessing at the truth! If they continued, it wouldn't be long until someone put a name to what she was.
Rune knew this wasn't good. "Don't let them know you're a Valkyrie. They will be frightened of you," the warrior remembered being told before she'd left Valhalla.
Oddly, it still didn't often occur to the Valkyrie that people were also beguiled by her beauty.
"Of course not," she replied, resuming getting dressed as quickly as possible. Clothing shielded her body's glowing angelic aura, somewhat.
And she continued with a smile. "I'm a shieldmaiden. I've come to kill your demon for you!"
Much of the crowd now cheered her. Even if she were only a shieldmaiden, at least she looked like a badass shieldmaiden! And a lovely one!
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Now, Rune left the small village, following the demon's path. She only had to cast her danger sense out and follow the most dangerous path she sensed. Even without her power, the Valkyrie could have followed without difficulty, as the foul demon had broken tree branches all along its way. And it was headed straight towards the main village of the kingdom!
"It seems to be on a mission, for sure," the girl thought, moving as fast as she could on the ground. "I better hurry to catch up!"
Rune was fast, but the demon was faster, it seemed, and she struggled to keep pace with it, her danger sense of its passage fading as the distance between them increased.
In growing frustration, the young woman finally took to the air, her big, bright wings unfurling and lifting her majestically atop great WHOOSHES of air. She'd been warned not to fly, again lest the humans recognize her as a Valkyrie and fear her, but she needed to make up time. Rune worried for the main village, knowing the demon would be there soon!
Soaring above the tree-tops along the path to the King's village, Rune knew at least she was closing the gap, as she started to feel the increased danger of a more recent passage by the demon. The forest cried out against the creature's very existence here. It wasn't hard to follow at all. Especially THIS demon.
As she slowly cut the distance between herself and the spawn of hell, the girl warrior pondered how the beast had shrugged off the impaling blow of her blade. "I should have blasted him, too," she thought. "If that's how he reacts to being run-through, I'd need to do that to him five times to seriously hurt him."