Posted at 10:25 pm on Feb 7, 2017 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
It must be for Beef's sake!
"What's the matter, Mortis?" Red asked with a laugh. A couple steps behind Darkspade, the bottoms of his gator skin boots were sticking to the stone floor. "It's amazing how different a man will react when he has his pride. When he knows he's the best."
It pained Red to utter such words about Spade, but now wasn't the time to let his own pride get in the way.
Mortismere scowled and raised his hands in front of him before saying, "You've been in my way for far too long, Red! It's time for you to DIE!"
More Unholy lightning emerged from Mortis' hands. Red was ready this time however, a blast of Wickedness launching from his own fingertips. The two powers of pain collided in mid-air, crackling and filling the dank air of the dungeon with strange feeling of uneasiness. After a moment, the collision of forces became too much and there was a bright explosion, knocking over everyone standing.
As Red and Mortis began climbing back to their feet, they both realized at the same time that the Absolute Undisputed title was no longer around Spade's waist, blown off and across the floor by the explosion. Glancing briefly at each other, they both jumped over Spade as he was trying to stand up as well, scrambling for the belt.
Before either of them could reach the belt, Chane and Staphanie cut them off, rolling across the floor as they continued 69ing, completely unaware of the change in situation. They ran right over the belt and it ended up clinging to their filthy bodies. Red and Mortis tried to chase them down, but Staph started cumming as the belt rubbed against her anus, sending out a fresh wave of crabs from her gaping vagina. The rotten queefs and farts that followed caused Red to stop running and start gagging.
