Looking down, Loba saw you climbing back to your feet with a determined expression on your face. While you were exhausted, your drive to get this over with overrode it easily.
Making your way over to her foot, she plants it on its side, exposing the massive sole to you. You quickly begin licking her sole. While you did enjoy it, it was quickly squashed by your feelings of embarrassment at the moment. To have this thing forced on you really took some enjoyment out of the experience.
You continue worshiping her feet for a while before an alarm goes off throughout the area. Cursing silently, Loba makes her way over and starts picking up some stuff.
"What's going on?", you ask loudly. The alarm was loud for her. For you, however, it was almost deafening.
"It's the drop alarm. It basically means that we can go into the arena and loot to our hearts content. There used to be a second part to it where we try and kill each other but that ended after a while. Luckily, I was able to finally finish off the bastardo who killed my parents. Now, it's mainly us reaping the rewards for our fighting. We turned it into a competition to see who gets the best loot ", she explains to you.
Nodding, you absorb as much of that new information as you can. The first immediate thing is that Loba actually succeeded in killing Revenant, which is already a huge difference from the game timeline you know. Second, the games have been ended permanently, with the arena essentially becoming a relaxation zone for the former legends. Both of these things combined make you feel completely unprepared to see what else has changed.
"Ok. So what exactly are you going to do with me?", you ask timidly. You don't know how long she'll be gone, so being left in the room may not be a viable option.
"Well, I could leave you here in my room. That's assuming that you won't cause any trouble. Hmmmm. Oh! I could take you with me as well. It's not like there's any danger for you. Besides, I know the perfect place to hide you", she says as she taps her boot with a sly grin. You take a small gulp of air in response.
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