The four people Damian got under his command were not weak. Of course, they were not even close to his power, but that didn’t mean they were useless.

In fact, it would be quite advantageous to have them. It would allow Damian to control more than one thing at a time, and they would certainly be great to carry the mana stones to power the spell Elrandir wanted to perform.

As they walked through the city, one of them, Kinua, asked, "How did you change your appearance like that? I mean, is this even your actual appearance?"

Damian was not the skinny old man from the fights but the rich merchant who traveled through the archipelago selling its goods.

He looked at them with an enigmatic smile. "This is not my actual appearance, but let’s forget about this, alright? I can’t use it right now but I’ll in the future."

There were people chasing him, but more importantly, he needed the rich merchant identity to utilize the ship without major problems. The way to the mines was a long one still, so Damian had to remain low and wait until he arrived there.

Kinua was not stupid. He nodded in response. As for the other three fighters, one was the hot chick called Frida, the other was a bulky man called Buck, and the last one was Dan.

They walked through the city together and went straight to the tavern where Elrandir, Nessia, Cassia and Elena were staying. It was a pretty good tavern.

The building itself was made of wood, but it was clearly a fine wood that received treatment to look so shiny. With just a glance, Damian saw that the place was neatly clean and arranged, too.

He booked a room for him and the hot chick Frida, and gave money to the remaining three.

"You can book one room for the three, or three rooms. Just do what you want."

Damian was not in the mood to argue with them about a room. That was just stupid. He wanted to relax and have a good time with the woman who promised him a lot of things when asking for his help.

Frida looked shy as they went to the second floor, going straight to their room. "You know, I was fearless back there, but I’m not that experienced with this."

She had offered her body for protection. She didn’t want to die, and no one would. But her sex experience was low, and Frida had no idea how to satisfy a man.

"Is this the first time you’re doing this?" Damian asked.

"No, not the first time," Frida said as they entered the room, "But the only time I did was pretty shit. The man didn’t do it right."

Frida’s first sex ended up in 30 seconds. The man was nervous and couldn’t do his job right. She didn’t feel good like everyone said she would.

After that first time, Frida decided to focus more on herself, looking to get stronger and earn more money by using her fists. It worked out for her, but her greed made her go into the coliseum, and if Damian wasn’t there, she would be dead.

Damian tried to comfort her. "Don’t be scared. You’ll enjoy it this time."

He was certain she would. Damian was confident in his bed skills. No woman would leave his bed thinking that the fuck had been mediocre.

The room had a king-size bed, a balcony with an ocean view, and a bathroom. There was no kitchen because the tavern offered a variety of foods with discounts for those who had booked a room.

Damian was used to hotels having a fireplace inside, but the island was pretty hot, so instead of a fireplace, it had a cooling spell always turned on, and it made wonders.

The breeze coming from the open balcony was also marvelous, and the distant sound of the seagulls gave the whole place a beachy vibe. Damian liked it there.

Frida walked around the room, seeing everything that was available for them, but the thing that she spent the most time on was the balcony. She stayed there, looking at the distant ocean.

"This view is gorgeous," she said as she smiled at the ocean. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"It is," Damian said as he moved forward and hugged her from behind, "Especially with you here."

He knew the right words to speak to a woman, and Frida’s cheeks turned red. She felt the air hitting her neck, and it gave her a tingling sensation.

"I’m not that beautiful," Frida said. "You’re just saying this because I offered myself to you."

She was deadly wrong about that. The only reason Damian decided to help her was because she was hot. That was the initial thought. But after speaking with her for some time, Damian saw that Frida was a pretty nice person who didn’t deserve to die in a coliseum.

But she had promised her body to him, and Damian would never refuse fucking a woman like her. He slapped her butt — which was hidden behind the tight leather armor — and grabbed her by the waist.

"You’re the hottest girl on this island, and I’ll fuck you rough tonight."

Frida turned around to face Damian, and she couldn’t hold her desires anymore. She moved forward and kissed him.

Damian felt her soft lips, and her playful tongue. It felt good. Frida knew exactly what she was doing, and Damian had to show her some of his moves too.

He grabbed her by the waist and tossed her on the bed.

"Ahhh," Frida said as surprise took her.

The first thing Damian did was take off her clothes. Frida had been wearing a tight leather armor, and that armor was fucking sexy. The armor squeezed her big, rounded ass and boobs, making her look delicious.

But Frida naked was even better. Her body was not overly muscular, but it was clear that she worked out. Damian squeezed her boobs and started kissing her.

He started on the neck, and then on her body, eventually stopping when he reached her vagina.