Green explosion.

Green fire.

Red.

Black.

The horned warrior awakened to a world of pain.

His armor was cracked. He rested in the medical bay of the castle.

The jewel on his chest was bleeding and dancing over with green static. His armor was covered in countless cracks. Blood had dripped onto the floor from his wounds underneath, however, even unconscious not even the best doctor could get under the shell to the true man.

Blackstone remained a mystery.

The moon rose high over the Omani capital. Tonight, was one of the few nights not filled with screams and the odd sounds of alien invasion.

However, any other man or creature would have been dead. Blackstone, although grievously injured, was impressively still alive.

"I can see why they fight over you." Carissa sat across the ward. She leaned on an empty bed. Her peach-shaped ass catching the injured man's glowing gaze.

"I do not know of what you speak," the warrior groaned. He partially sat up and felt his muscles and insides run hot as if blood filled his insides. Again.

"The other Queens," she replied. Her hair was now curled and almost a halo around her head. "The Mistress of Fire, Elizabeth Night and most certainly - the Gray Lady. Hells, Iana the Gray Lady battles the others over you more than anyone or anything. I think she's a bitch."

Silence fell between the two. The horned-helmeted man breathed slowly, his massive form rising and falling. The woman, with her almond eyes and full lips analyzed him.

"Serve me, Blackstone, hell, rule with me! My guard, my armor, they are strong and good but you know the Queens all have similar forces! We are too evenly matched! But with you? You would be the edge I need to FINALLY gain the Multiverse Fractal Crystal!"

The warrior groaned.

"You--you have a problem in your kingdom, woman...these invaders, they are stealing your people...they are able to bypass your defenses. Give me time...I--I will discover how. And then I am... done."

Carissa nodded her head as she rose and her sheer gown fell open, showcasing her lean, svelte body. Her nipples were pronounced and she turned enough that her rounded backside was coated in moonlight.

"If you will not serve me, then service me, warrior."

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Blackstone spun the Spice Queen around so her famed ass was directly lined up with his groin. Granted he was a giant compared to her, with her heels and his bending enough, she could feel his manhood hardening behind her.

The woman laughed with surprise as the armored cock slid up against her ass and peeked out from between her legs. She could literally ride Blackstone's rod as if it were some type of steed.

And ride it she would.

Blackstone put Carissa on all fours and held her hips as he began to thrust into her.

The Spice Queen roared out from the session.

With no more a warning than a grunt, the armored warrior pulled himself free and ejaculated onto the Spice Queen's face. She smiled and enjoyed the wet, sticky showering of the horned man's pleasure.

He fell to his knees and scooped her up.

Covering in sweat and cum, the two slept in moonlight.

#

The horned man slept soundly. His large body rising and falling gently with each slumbering breath.

As Blackstone snored, the door to the room was coated in a sudden sparkling black substance, not unlike the depths of space itself.

From the darkness, five beings entered silently. Each was heavily armored and armed. Given the dome-like helmets and obscured faces, it was clear these were members of the aliens attacking Omani.

They communicated silently and efficiently enough so that it was a smooth series of movements that allowed them to quickly surround the large, horned man. Their arm-mounted weapons aimed and began to glow to life.

It was a blur and Blackstone was attacking the extraterrestrial hit squad. He had either faked his slumber luring the beings into a trap or he woke just enough to explode into battle. Either way, the aliens were caught off guard completely as the warrior sent a mighty spin-kick into all of their torsos, sending them backwards.

However, the aliens had a type of shielding the blunted Blackstone's blow. He paused in semi-shock and quickly somersaulted towards a column in the room just as the green globulus laser blasts incinerated part of the floor and wall where he had stood.

The column was taking a beating and would not last long from the blasts.

The warrior noticed that the Spice Queen was nowhere to be seen. He also realized that these alien assassins were using a variation of the legendary shields of Omani.

Blackstone ducked out, crouching and fire Trial and Tribulation in their combined riot gun mode. The blasts struck three foes but once again the shielding protected them. They shrugged off the barrage and returned to fire at Blackstone.

He ducked to new cover just as the column that had protected him dissolved into emerald nothingness.

Again, he fired his weapons but to no avail.

The warrior spun out from his second column and hurled his ax and sword at two of the interplanetary conquerors. Yet neither Retribution or Vengeance found their mark. The alien technology protected the would-be assassins as the bladed weapons were deflected.