As the trio rested together, a sudden loud ringing, like the warning bells of attack, jangled through the town.
Amid the gloomy morning, when all were asleep soundly as the morning dew covered the icy blue grass, the enemy chose to attack.
"Wake up!"
"Hurry to the walls!"
Countless soft voices of the fairies and snow elves chanted while Lancelot was still holding the soft body of Ikumi, her arms wrapped around his back as they wrestled against the shower walls, almost breaking the stone walls with each thrust.
"Mmmm...Ahh....Lancelot~ More...!"
'There seems to be a loud sound outside...' He thought, speeding up his hips and bringing their morning dance to a hasty end.
The lovely cries of the white hare echoed louder than the fairies outside singing of intruders, with many who passed his room blushed and shy as Milvar took the lead and readied the walls for battle.