"Oh! You brute!" Catherine exclaimed as she fell to her knees. The elite Stormguard had been caught in an ambush with her allied Alpha while overextending into the enemy jungle camps. The robo-assassin had managed to engulf the enemy jungler and carry in a self-destructive explosion, taking the two foes down with her, but now Catherine was left to deal with the enemy captain alone as her dumb-ass allied SAW tried to take Kraken on his own. Catherine planted her shield into the forest floor, but before she could hoist herself up, she was dragged back onto the ground as she winced in pain. A hook was caught on her pouch, shallowly digging into her thigh as she was pulled closer to its source: Churnwalker. "SAW! Where the hell are you?" she shouted into the trees, firing a flare into the air to signal her location as she unclipped her pouch belt to escape. Her supply of scout traps was lost to the brush as Churnwalker flung the bag aside. He continued to advance, hurling another skillshot at the Stormguard. Before she could react, the hook caught onto her crimson and white uniform. With a swift Torment, Catherine watched helplessly as buttons and fabric flew from her chest, exposing her bountiful mounds to the brisk jungle air. This was definitely not the time to have a wardrobe malfunction. The disciplined Stormguard captain was unfazed by her bare bosom, now on full display. If anything, she'd run using her ample assets as a distraction-- she didn't mind the attention. However, the Churn-infected man wasn't stunned by her exhibition. He took another step forward, launching chain after chain, wrapping Catherine in a tornado of cold steel. Again, the Stormguard crashed to the dusty earth. "Edu drovliz ikre skiv gekradaz..." The chains tightened around Catherine's body, constricting her arms and legs. Not even the trained elite could break out of these binds. "If you're going to kill me, just do it," Catherine spat. Even if she died here, the Vain would revive her with time; death was but a temporary defeat on the Halcyon Fold. SAW's probably already been killed by the Kraken by now, Catherine sighed to herself. SAW had actually taken Kraken and was now taking Alpha's jungle. Catherine was pulled face-to-face with the enemy roamer, unable to fight back. "Ov hehva, ov hehva," the predator bellowed as he seized the Stormguard's creamy tits with rough hands. "Ahn! You're a daring one, aren't you?" Catherine realized what Churnwalker was after now. "Well, if there's no way I'm getting out of this, how about we have some fun?" She let herself be swept to the forest floor as Churnwalker tenderly kneaded her breasts. The lurker's fingers were surprisingly adept, gliding up and down Catherine's curves, stimulating her sensitive nerves. "Ooo-hh..." Catherine moaned, "not many men-- ah!-- get to explore a Stormguard's body-- mmh-- and live-- ahh!" As much as she resisted, Catherine could not conceal the excitement that the enemy roamer elicited from her. "Consider yourself lucky..." Churnwalker released the Stormguard's rack; her arms and legs were still held by the chain-and-pulley system on the enemy captain's shoulders. The two were bound together in the enemy jungle as SAW pushed turret. Catherine took inventory of the situation: her shield lay mere feet from her, help was far in lane, and the bodies of her teammate and enemies still lay in the distance-- they hadn't respawned yet. As the captain racked her mind for escape plans, she caught sight of the throbbing bulge on Churnwalker's lower quarter. For a moment, it bewitched her; her eyes were transfixed to it. A smirk crept onto her lips. "Why don't you go ahead and whip that thing out?" she purred. "The sooner the better."