Chapter Five: The Tunnels

Virrtu was moaning into Ashwyn's folds, rapidly loosing track of what she was doing as Sigurd drove her wild. The heat was increasing with her need and she knew soon she'd be desperate.... She was desperate now.

She wrapped her tail around him, gently pulling at him. Silent encouragement to mount her. When the licking intensified, she knew he wasn't going to be like the men she'd been with before, who wanted nothing more than to burry themselves inside her. He wanted to make her beg.

She was desperate enough to beg now. "Sigurd... Please..." her moan was more like a whine.

Ashwyn smiled as Virrtu began to beg. She wanted to see him push inside. She suddenly had a desperate desire to witness it. She rolled to her hands and knees and crawled over to her. She wriggled under her, forcing her to climb up onto the bed. She wriggled until she lay on her back under the dragonborn, staring up at her dripping folds even as Sigurd's tongue tormented her. She reached down between her legs and worked three fingers inside herself easily as she watched her mate lap at the beautiful dragonborn.

Loneliness...such awful loneliness that the very earth cries out in sorrow...

Hands clutching the earth, Lo breaks herself out of the memories of the earth with a sob.  A man of such passion, pouring his heart into his masterpiece, creating a symbol of his love for his beloved city...only for it to become his ruin, beaten and dying alone, unmourned and forgotten.  Even the gift of his body to the earth isn't enough to overcome the sheer power of the loss, and Lo has to force herself to remember that these are not her memories, this is not her sadness, she is not alone...but right now she feels so terribly alone.  Forcing herself to focus on the life, Lo reaches up to clutch the branches of the bushes that cover the statue.  Breathing in the life of the green leaves that cover the statue, Lo carefully releases the sorrow back to the earth but the memories will always remain with her.  Softly whispering death rites over this final resting place, Lo adds her own eulogy.  "Thrimal Brickbrow.  I will not forget you.  Your deeds are not forgotten, and your love will live again when your city is resurrected to its former glory."  

Stopping at her own words, Lo suddenly realizes what she'd just said.  The dark magic...the poles raised in the form of a temple....the skulls...blinking the tears out of her eyes, Lo takes a closer look at the statue.  The intricate carvings are not the craft of someone merely duplicating a statue.  He knew her.  Thrimal Brickbrow...Turi Reddigger...They knew each other, possibly loved each other.  The timing is about right; if the city fell three centuries ago, a body left here to be taken by the earth would be so long gone the bones would have buried themselves.  The violent rending of the original statue, followed by the creation of a new statue by the man with such sad and empty eyes...those are the eyes of a man who'd lost everything, lost the one he loves.  The dark magic...he wasn't trying to resurrect her, was he???  That would certainly explain why he'd been so weak against his attackers; that kind of magic is very dark and powerful indeed.  Rising a little too quickly, Lo takes another quick look around the clearing for any other clues before backing away.  If a spell had been set, no matter that it was incomplete or three hundred years old...something may very well rise out of the earth here, and she didn't want to be the one who unknowingly gave the final components.  Time to find a library.  And maybe Zane for his knowledge of spells...or anyone else for that matter, the remnant feeling of terrible loneliness is still holding onto her.  

Still though.  She'd been so well loved the night before, the warmth and companionship is enough to sustain her through even the darkest of days. In spite of everything, Lo wants to be able to share that peace with the spirit of Thrimal Brickbrow, and hopefully give his spirit rest. Sitting on the ground just beyond the edge of the circle of dark magic, Lo focuses on the earth in meditation. The body who rests here is part of the earth now; may the earth give him peace....

(Begin short rest, during which time Lopiena learns Mold Earth cantrip).

"Oh, Hello my love" Sigurd said with a smile as Ashwyn's head popped out from between Virrtu's thighs. He buried his tongue into the dragon's core one more time before reluctantly pulling away. Licking his lips to savor the dragonborn's taste, Sigurd pondered for a moment, but thought nothing more when Virrtu moaned his name. Tucking her thick dragon tail under his arm, he positioned himself just behind her before taking his pointed shaft in his hand, it hadn't occurred to him that he was still in his hybrid form until he was looking at his member.

With a smirk, Sigurd slowly pushed himself into Virrtu, Watching her smooth lips part and swallow around his cock until he was slowly embedded to the hilt. The feeling was hard to describe, in all of the women he had been with, Virrtu's insides were much hotter than the rest, probably having to do with her being of dragon decent. He let out a deep moan that tapered off into a bestial growl as he let the heat wash over his shaft. "Oh gods..." he said to himself, almost afraid to move more.

Ashwyn chuckled and winked at Sigurd when he greeted her. She was loving watching him work his magic tongue across the dragonborns lips. When he pulled back to position himself between her, Ashwyn leaned up and ran her tongue along the length of her lips and cooed at the taste. She tasted almost sweet and spicy all in one. As Sigurd aimed his hardened shaft against her opening, Ash reached up and spread her open for her love. She knew from experience that this form was a lot for someone to take. She wondered what the dragonborn would think.

Virrtu moaned as Sigurd's erection rubbed at her opening. As he pushed in she all but shouted in pleasure. He was MUCH larger than anything she'd ever taken inside her, but it was such a deliciously full feeling that she knew she'd become addicted to it. She pushed back against him, feeling him sink deeper inside and moaned as she felt her rear nesstle against his pelvis. Even without his movement, she contracted around him, already exploding in her first orgasm from the intensity of it all.

Ashwyn leaned up and licked around Sigurd's shaft and Virrtu's lips, sucking up all the extra juice that poured from around his cock. "Mmmmmm" she moaned, pushing her fingers deeper inside herself while she savored their connection.

Coming down from her sexual high, still feeling Sigurd's engourged length inside, Virrtu was suddenly hungry for more. She looked down and saw Ashwyn's fingers burried in her tight pussy and slamming away at them. She removed her hand, almost forcefully, and shoved her muzzle into her lips, pushing her long tongue inside the half-elf woman.

Ashwyn gasped and nearly screamed as she felt the long tongue push inside her. It wasn't nearly as thick as Sigurd, but the length was amazingly fast. She felt it push inside and lap against the opening of her womb and it made her moan in intense pleasure.

Sigurd shuddered at the intense feeling of her clamping around his length, it caused him to dig his claws into her behind, not enough to draw blood mind you, but hard enough. Feeling his mate's tongue around his shaft as he stay buried inside his dragonborn lover caused him to buck his hips forward slightly. Once he had grown accustom to the heat of her insides, he started to draw himself back before gently gliding into her silken slit causing him to moan deeply.

Ashwyn was writhing beneath them. The intense pleasure provided to her by Virrtu made her want to close her eyes and give in to nirvana, but she was so engrossed with the site of her love pushing slowly in and out of the dragonborns opening. It was amazing watching him disappear inside her. Her juices splashed down onto her face as they worked and she licked up what she could.

Virrtu moaned into Ashwyn's lips as Sigurd pulled out and pushed back inside her. The length and girth of him immensely pleasurable. She pushed back against him, encouraging him to take her as hard as he wanted. She was like a woman possessed as she pushed her tongue as deep into Ashwyn as she could, pressing hard against her inner opening, willing it to open to her. She was suddenly desperate to be taken hard and fast and she had a feeling that Sigurd would be able to provide that.

Sigurd had almost pulled all the way out before Virrtu slammed back against him, taking the hint he smiled and picked up the pace, making sure to slam all the way into his scalie lover with each thrust. It was probably the music, and the sensory overload with the combined scents and sounds from the two women but Sigurd felt his brain start to fog, giving way to his more baser instincts. His hands left her backside and gripped her waist firmly as he leaned over her, his feet climbing up on to the bed to get more leverage as he pulled her ass up to a better angle. Suddenly he started to attack her soaked folds with animistic ferocity.

Being moved into a better position, Virrtu thought she was prepared for what was to follow. But when Sigurd began to pump inside her it was unlike anything she could have imagined. The strength and speed he used to pound inside her was amazing. She was screaming her pleasure into Ashwyn's folds as he thrust into her over and over again.

Ashwyn was clutching at her breasts as she watched her lover hammer away inside their new dragonborn lover. Watching his speed as he pushed into her again and again made her moan at the sight alone.

Sigurd panted as he mercilessly pounded into his dragonborn bed mate, watching her feast on Ashwyn's nether regions only served to encourage him further. With each thrust, he could feel his knot beginning to swell, the sensation of the growing bulb entering and exiting Virrtu would certainly be an interesting one as she's slowly stretched with each thrust. He had no words to say, she felt truly amazing to him and he was going to enjoy her fully.

Ashwyn had never witnessed her mate in this way before. It was amazing seeing his knot growing, watching as it stretched Viretu's folds going in and coming back out. She knew it wouldn't be long before it couldn't come back out. She was torn between her deep desire to watcb her love lock inside the dragonborn and fill her with his seed.... And wanting to take all of his seed for herself. She felt Virrtu push inside even more and she gasped, moaned and then felt jer body convulse in waves of pleasure as her body succumbed to the pleasure given to her by Virrtu.

The dragonborn moaned louder as Sigurd's knot grew inside her. She thought she felt full before but being stretched like this was incredibe. She felt Ashwyn's body clamp down around her tongie and she redoubled her efforts, extending her orgasm as far as possible.

Ashwyn twitched and moaned her eyes finally closing in her climax. She reached up blindly and grasped Sigurd's leg, desperate for his contact.

Sigurd had lost himself completely at this point. His only desire was to satisfy his urges. Two or three more thrusts where there was resistance against his knot making a slick popping noise until it stopped outside her lips. Growling low in his throat, he pushed his hips forward harder and ground against her until is throbbing knot pushed its way inside her firmly locking his pelvis to her.

Feeling her clamped around him made him buck his hips and tug back making sure his knot rolled around and felt every inch of her. Panting he kept humping forward despite his now restricted movement. He reached forward with both of his hand and grabbed her breasts as he thrusted.

Virrtu's torture of her nether regions was pushing Ashwyn's climax further and further and she thought she'd go mad with the pleasure. As her body finally began to come down, slightly, from it's sexual high, she opened her eyes and looked up just in time to see Sigurd's engorged knot shove inside the dragonborn woman. The sight was incredible! Watching how it stretched her to the limit and then locked around it. She could tell he was still trying to thrust even though he was trapped inside. She knew what was about to follow and she was desperate to witness it.

She leaned up and ran her tongue through Virrtu's folds and circled around the base of Sigurd's cock, back and forth. She savored the sweet spicy taste of them both, wanting to share in their joining as much as she could.

Virrtu gasped as the knot pushed fully inside her. The stretch was intense! And as he tugged backwards she yelped in surprise at being so fully tied to him. She moaned as he continued to grind inside her, pressing up against her core and, for a moment, she swore he pushed past it. She wanted him to. She pushed back against him, willing him to fill her deepest parts with his essence. Her brain so fogged with arousal she wanted nothing more than to be bred by this strong wolf-like warrior. She pushed back, feeling the sweet pain as he opened her up and she moaned loudly.

"Siigurrd..." she moaned. "Fill me.... breed me...please...." She begged, her muscles twitching already as her climax circled so close to the edge.

Sigurd wiggled his hips vigorously and jumped slightly at the sensation of Ash's tongue around his base. This caused him to embed himself deeper into Virrtuz so much so that he felt something give way an clamp around the head of his cock, further locking him in place, there was nowhere else to go.

Listening to the dragon woman's voice He nodded and didn't need to be told twice. With a deep growl and a hard thrust, he unleashed a lust filled torrent of his seed inside her, Ashwyn would be witnessing this balls contracting several times. Each one signifying another blast of hot liquid into Virrtu's core. Panting and still firmly locked inside his dragonborn fucktoy, Sigurd's hips bucked ever so slightly as the aftershocks of draining himself rolled through his body.

Feeling hot liquid pour inside her made Virrtu moan loudly. Sigurd's seed filled her to the brim before pouring out and filling her channel.

Ashwyn was enthralled with watching Sigurd's body contract and pump his seed inside their lover. And when his seed began leaking out she hungrily lapped it up. The thick white liquid coated her face and dripped down to her breasts, but still she licked, swallowing mouthfuls.

Virrtu's climax upon being filled was the strongest yet. Her body clamped down around Sigurd and she screamed her pleasure. The trionwas so involved with their passion they didn't notice the door open and two figures watching interestedly.

Virrtu finally collapsed, too exsausted to hold herself up. She fell to the side of a Ashwyn, even as she felt her tongue still lapped at the place where she was joined with Sigurd.

Ashwyn turned around and, still hungry wity lust, locked her seed coated lips with Virrtu. She held the dragonborn tightly as they exchanged Sigurd's seed between them.

"Well, it looks like the party is up here." The femalr Teifling had come looking for them and now watched with interest at Sigurd's hybrid form. "Mmm a werewolf, eh? Never had one of them before." she licked her lips hungrily. Behind her stood Krea, the half-orc. Her loincloth was gone and she too stared hungrily into the room.

Sigurd shuddered feeling his mate cleaning the mess he had made. When Virrtu finally collapsed, he had made sure to ease her down and swing her leg up onto his shoulder so that he would be straddling the other so they could stay tied but she could be comfortable. Watching Ashwyn swap fluids with Virrtu sent chills down his tail and he leaned forward and rolled his tongue around the dragonborn's breast before tending to Ashwyn's as well.

He didn't stop when he heard the other two enter the room, as far as he was concerned at the moment, his priority was to the women he was servicing at the moment, his mate, and his well fucked dragon lover.

With the door open, the sounds of the bard song wafted into the room louder, rejuvenating the affect on all those in the room. Where once their energy had been waning, they would find it being increased now... along with their arousal.

Ashwyn moaned into Virrtu's mouth as she felt her mate's tongue on her breasts. She reached for him and raised his snout and pulled him to her. Together they shared a threeway kiss with Virrtu. Tongues entwining and moans filling the room. The fact there were others in the room did not go unnoticed but none wanted to loose contact with their new lovers.

Shazer chuckled from her place at the door. "This little knot you've tied yourselves into is so delectable... I almost hate to interupt.... almost." She winked. She pulled on a tie around her middle and her dress easily pulled away from her body. Her deep purple skin was decorated with black lines that swirled and curled around her limbs. Her breasts were smaller than any of the others, but they were round and firm. Her red hair was loose now and hung around her features as she swayed into the room. She crawled slowly up the bed towards the tired trio and trailed long nails up along Ashwyn's spine, causing the half-elf to shiver. She trailed her nails down her rear, over her thighs and then reached over to where Sigurd was still tied to Virrtu. She circled their connection with her fingers and cooed.

"Mmmm, you are quite an impressive specimen. I very much hope you will indulge me with your... skills." She smiled seductively at him.

Krea entered the room as well. She watched the others for a moment, openly groaping her own breasts as she did so. As Shazer crawled over Ashwyn to get closer to Sigurd, Krea moved over to Ashwyn. "It's been a while since I've had new blood." She said with a smirk. She reached over to a chest on the floor near the bed. After digging around inside it for a while, she pulled out a harness that she secured around her waist. When she turned back around there was a long phalic shaped object protruding from her pelvis.

Ashwyn's eyes widen upon seeing it, and the affects of the song filled her with lust. She rolled slightly and crawled over to it. She ran her tongue along the length of the smooth material and moaned in anticipation.

Krea let her work for a moment until she lost patients. She lifted the half-elf easily and flipped her over to be on all fours. She aimed the device at her entrance and then pushed in. Ashwyn shouted from the force of her thrust but then moaned at the feeling of something inside her.

Virrtu was panting, both in need and exhaustion, as she lay tied with Sigurd. She watched as Krea claimed the elf and felt her need growing again.

Shaza smiled at Krea's forwardness and leaned in to Virrtu and Sigurd's place of joining. She ran her tongue along the length of them both and hummed against them, sending vibrations through them both.

Sigurd attempted to pull himself free from Virrtu's sodden grasp but found that the Dragonborn still had a firm lock on his knot, this coupled with the fingers of Shaza tracing around them mad it unbearable again. His hips started moving on their own, albeit slowly, enough to massage himself inside Virrtu. At Shaza's words, Sigurd smiled "in one form or another I will serve your needs."

Watching his mate service the phallic rod that was now strapped to Krea, he was curious as to why she would be licking it if it had no feeling. It wasn't until it was plunged deep inside her that he realized that her saliva would have helped lubricate it's penetration, as well as her wetness already. Watching her be entered by someone else sent a pang of jealousy through him, however it was a woman, with not a real penis... focusing on that though he actually found it very arousing and he made a mental note to take advantage of that later.

Shaza's vibrations caused Sigurd to loose his balance slightly, he felt them go all the way up his rod and into his hips, he could only imagine what Virrtu was feeling. Once again he leaned down to lick at the dragon woman's breasts, rolling her nipples between his teeth.

Feeling the vibrations from Shaza's hum coupled with Sigurd's grinding motions made Virrtu moan loudly. It didn't help that Sigurd's tongue on her nipples was causing even more stimulation. "Shaza...." she moaned. Though she wasn't sure if she as asking her to stop or begging for more.

Shaza chuckled at Virrtu's moan. "Aww, had enough dear?" She asked, reaching forward and pinching her clit with firm pressure, though being careful about harming her.

Virrtu groaned at the contact.

Shaza chuckled. She glanced over to Krea, who was still forcfully slaming her artifical cock inside Ashwyn. "Krea's always gotten off on power, you see." She turned back to Sig and Virrtu. "I've always prefered more subtle stimulation." She moved away from the bound couple and over to Ashwyn, who was clutching the bedsheets as she was pushed from behind. She met Sigurd's gaze as she ran her hands down Ashwyn's body. "It's obvious she belongs to you." She said softly, her hands trailing down Ashwyn's back and over her rear. "But... is she... all yours?" She asked with a wink. She gripped Ashwyn's rear cheek, causing the half-elf to moan. "Have you had her fully?" She asked, trailing a long finger down between Ashwyn's cheeks and pressing on the unused entrance there.

Ashwyn gasped at the new sensation, but Krea never relented on her assult of her, so the combination made her moan low in her throat.

Shaza's laughter was soft and playful. "I'm going to take that as a no. Hmmm... maybe I'll take her myself then...." she flicked her long tail around, the pointed tip ticking against Ashwyn's rear. "What say you, Wolf Man?" She asked with a seductive smile.

Ashwyn looked up to Sigurd. In her pleasure she wasn't' able to form words, but the lust in her eyes at the thought of her mate filling her so completely was clearly visible.

Sigurd smiled, his tongue still twirling around the soft flesh of Virrtu's breast, enjoying her taste and smell, for being a fighter she had the most alluring perfume he'd have to ask her about it later. When Shaza broke away from them, his eyes followed her to Krea and Ashwyn, who looked like she was enjoying herself. His eyes met the Tiefling's and he listened to her words carefully. He shook his head at her question, no he had not had the pleasure of claiming that area in their travels yet..

He would have bounded over to them if he could, but he was still firmly implanted inside The dragonborn, Instead he moved them around, still tied so that he was facing them and laying comfortably on Virrtu "show me" he said with a lusty wink.

Ashwyn, upon hearing Sigurd's words, groaned lustily. There was a strange fear but also extreme arousal and what was about to happen.

Shaza grinned at Sigurd's words. "mmmm my pleasure." she used her hands to massage Ashwyn's rear cheeks, Krea had yet to slow her assult on the half-elf's sodden quim. With a delecate hand, Shaza reached under Ashwyn and manipulated her clit, making her moan. She leaned in to her face while her tail pressed playfully against her rear entrance. "Just relax dear. You're going to love this." she cooed into her ear.

She pulled back, still gently rubbing the sensitive nub, and leaned over her. She used her long tongue to lap at Ashwyn's rear, causing the elf to moan. Slowly but surely she pushed her long tongue inside her, moistening and stretching her while she moaned.

Ashwyn was amazing by the added stimulation. She couldn't imagine what it would feel like when something larger was used...

Meanwhile, Virrtu was moaning softly while Sigurd's tongue lapped at her nipple and his stiff cock still moved inside her. She was watching the show in front of her and her arousal was growing again. She began pushing back against Sigurd, moaning as she watched Ashwyn get taken.

Eventually, Ashwyn's body had been prepared enough that Shaza began to push her tail inside.

Ashwyn gasped at the intense pressure and clutched at the bedspread as the long thick tail was pushed inside her. Shaza was a careful lover and pushed in slowly so as not to hurt her. Eventually, once several inches had been pushed inside, she pulled out and then pushed back in. Eventually she worked her way up to a similar frantic pace like Krea and Ashwyn was screaming in pleasure. In her blind lust she reached out, trying to grasp any part of Sigurd. She was craving his touch while being bombarded with such intensity.

Sigurd groaned feeling Virrtu move again, he could feel himself deflating but with her added movements now, he wondered if he'd be locked in again. Tugging, he pulled his knot from he well fucked pussy, allowing all of his locked in seed to spill from her. It didn't get far however as He pushed his still stiff wolf cock back into her, bottoming out his knot on her lips but not pushing any further.

Watching his mate be taken by two women in such different ways sent a thrilling feeling through his body. Whether that was due in part to the bards music or if he just really enjoyed it didn't matter at this point. He started matching the thrusting rhythm of the others as he pounded into his dragonborn lover again, leaning down and biting her scaily neck.

Virrtu moaned as Sigurd pulled himself from her. The loss made her long for the fullness again. She didn';t have to wait long before he pushed himself back inside her, making her groan. He didn't lock himself in, but the length inside her was still enough to make her clutch the bedsheets. She pushed back against him, meeting every thrust  in time with the others.

The group moved in unison together for several more minutes. The room was filled with moans and screams and smelled thick of sex and sweat. Eventually, Ashwyn screamed as her body contorted in orgasm. The over-stimulation of being filled so completely left stars in her vision as she nearly felt the world growing dark. Her body went temporarily limp and Shaza caught her and helped her to lay on the bed.

The teifling slowly pulled her tail from within Ashwyn and encouraged Krea to leave her poor over used nethers. Krea collapsed onto a chair nearby, obviously spent from her activities as well, while Shaza chuckled, stroking Ashwyn's back as she slowly came back into consciousness. "Mmm, you're little elf is fun." She winked over to Sigurd, watching him pound into Virrtu. "But now I think I want a different kind of fun..." she crawled over to where Sigurd and Virrtu lay and straddled Virrtu as she lay on her back. She pushed her rear against Sig's pelvis, wiggling against him and raising her tail, presenting her dripping lower lips to him. She winked at him from over her shoulder, squishing her breasts against Virrtu's, making her moan.

Ashwyn, who was exhausted but conscious now, was laying on her side watching her mate with the other two women. She smiled tiredly, just enjoying watching as her lover gave pleasure to others.

Sigurd pulled out of Virrtu to allow Shaza some extra room to move before she settled on the dragonborn. He stared at both of them and felt a shiver run up his spine. With not so much as a word, he pushed his still throbbing cock between both of them, feeling the nubs of their clits rub either side of his shaft as their lips wrapped around it. He moaned loudly, the heat from Virrtu's well fucked hole and the wetness from the Tiefling made sliding between the two women very easy and enjoyable. He pushed further until his knot was able to roll in between their folds as he ground into them.

This continued for a while, Sigurd listened to the moans of his partners and was enjoying every moment of it. Soon enough though, he pulled back from being sandwiched between them and gently pushed his cock into Shaza's waiting hole. Again Sigurd watched as his member parted her lips and filled her to the knot. He shifted his hips a bit, but she wasn't ready for it yet. Not to be discouraged he started pumping his hips slowly, grabbing on to the base of her tail and rubbing just above her other entrance with his thumb.

Both Virrtu and Shaza moaned as Sigurd pushed his large cock between their folds. They writhed against him as he thrust quickly against them, groaning deeper as his knot ground against them. When he finally pushed into Shaza, she moaned loudly.

"Oh yes, Wolfy. Give it to me." she moaned as he went deeper inside her. She groaned in disappointment that her body wouldn't allow his knot yet, but not to be detoured she began pushing her hips back against him meeting his every thrust.

Meanwhile, Virrtu lay beneath them, fully sated and exsausted, but also enjoying watching then expressions on Shaza's face as she was fully taken by the SpellWolf. The dragonborn ran her hands along Shaza's back and breasts as she moaned.

Ashwyn, laying nearby, had never thought that watching her lover with so many others would be so arousing. Part of her was jealous.... She longed to feel him inside her.... But the other part made her drip just watching his sheer power and hearing their moans as he pleasured them. In the end, the arousal won out.

Ash pushed up onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the trio. She rose and paused Sigurd's movements for a moment, just long enough to kiss him passionately. "I love you so much." she said softly. "Now.... Breed them." she whispered, her voice heavy with arousal.

Sigurd closed his eyes, it felt like he was being drawn in to Shaza further with each thrust. He could feel her every muscle clamping down on his shaft each time he buried himself deep inside her but when Ashwyn locked her lips with his and gave him the order to breed the two women he nodded and growled deep in his throat before pulling himself from the Teifling and plunging back into the Dragonborn and alternating with each thrust.