Dirty Fantasy (Fallen Pie) - 64 Let's Sail By Foxie2K

The chanting gradually grows louder, as more spectators join in to congratulate you, seemingly

having thoroughly enjoyed the show you put on.

However, amidst the cheers, you can't help but notice a decent number of displeased faces

expressing their discontent with your victory through various inappropriate gestures, to

which you however pay little head.

At this moment, your primary longing is to exit the sweltering arena and take a breather,

preferably in the company of one or even better, all of your beautiful companions.

However, the referees promptly remind you that it is time to claim your prize.

Following them, you ascend to a suspended balcony from which the organizers had enjoyed

the matches.

Among a handful of unfamiliar faces, with whom you mechanically exchange handshakes,

you also identify the administrator, who is sending you an approving nod, the bartender

who gives you a thumbs up, and the very mage, who is looking directly at you and whom the

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