Drake woke up groggy and extremely sore, everywhere. He immediately noticed that someone was carrying him in a fireman's carry. The person was surprisingly lithe and shouldn't have been able to carry his large frame.

Damn, a meta with super-strength, he deduced. And a woman, he added as an afterthought when he saw the shapely rump under his nose. His kidnapper still hadn't noticed that he was awake. I can use that to my advantage, he thought, but, first things first, I need to know where I am. Looks like an alleyway.

Drake decided that he didn't have any time to lose. Pandora might still be fighting with Mr Pimp and she could use his help. He groped the woman's ass with all his strength, making her yelp in surprise, and she released him unceremoniously with a jerk. He stood up quickly and looked at the woman who had been carrying him.

"Oh, it's you," he exclaimed looking Ming Ka up and down. "I wouldn't mind doing you, but my friend is in danger. You know what they say: duty calls," he tells her before running away in the direction from where she came. However, he didn't anticipate her pouncing on him like a wild lioness in heat.

"Where are you going, pretty boy? I didn't get my fair share of those wonderful rods," she whispered erotically in his ear while sneaking her hands over his cocks. Drake winced slightly, trying to keep himself from getting hard. Her hands stroked him with great skill, bringing him much pleasure. Although she was stronger than him, she was still light enough for him to throw her off his back.

"Sorry, babe, but I'm needed elsewhere," he explained lamely, running awkwardly with his two big monster cocks fully erect. He created a few illusionary versions of himself to confuse her, but she ignored them and jumped right in front of him. He barely ducked in time to avoid her strong arms.

"Sorry, tough guy, but your illusions can't fool my nose. And your cocks smell delicious," she explained with a lewd expression as she lusciously licked her lips, showing off her sexy tongue. Her warning didn't stop him from running and she followed him, playing prey and predator. He jumped over a dumpster while she jumped on top of it. But when her legs were supposed to land on the metal surface, she sank into the object that was nothing but another illusion. She lost her equilibrium and fell on the ground. She grunted from the pain and was about to stand up when Drake entered her field of vision and kick her face like it was a soccer ball, knocking her out cold.

"Oops, maybe I overdid it a little," he spoke to himself when he noticed blood trickling from her mouth. He must have broken a tooth or two. "Oh, well. She probably deserved it," he shrugged awkwardly as he started running again towards the sounds of another battle.