Ty followed Aaron's warpath from a distance, using his frog legs to hop from tree-to-tree. The higher vantage point allowed him to survey Aaron with ease, though anyone in a three mile radius could have heard his barbarian howls. So incensed was the warrior that his journey was frequently halted by a need to chop and smash any twig or bush that got in his way.
The brute was too focused on the witch's trail to notice the growing number of statues he was passing by. They looked similar to what Aaron had been not a few minutes ago: simple stone statues of every race and class, in various states of dress and each striking different poses. The only thing they had in common were their unpetrified eyes and genitals. Ty took a moment to hop closer to a few: one or two followed him, but most stared ahead with dead gazes.
"Aha!" Aaron suddenly yelled. "Found you, WITCH!"
Ty turned away from the other victims and glanced at the object of his friends attention. It was a simple looking hut surround by a field of statue-ized victims. Aaron broke for the building, screaming bloody murder. Ty went to follow, but froze as his hawkish elf eyes surveyed the witch's dwelling. Or more accurately, its decorations. The closer they were placed to the house, the more erotic they became; simple poses gave way to statues in the middle of masturbation which themselves gave way to statues of people straight fucking. The ones beside her house were the most complex of all, with scenes such as eight dwarves gang-banging a single woman or a lithe elf mounted and fucked by a large wolf.
It was the thought of being eternally ass-fucked like the other girls here that made Ty pause, but it was the creak of the hut's door that made him dive behind a statue of a masturbating dwarf. The witch had come to meet Aaron's challenge and the encounter lasted only a few seconds. In the end...