I’m the Last Human Alive, and Now an All-Female Dwarf Squad Has Me
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A world torn by eternal war between elves and dwarves. Humans are a myth—0.001% of all life. A millennium ago, a mana-plague wiped them out; only those with innate mana resistance survived. None have been seen in 1000 years. A living human is worth more than entire kingdoms. Every nation sends countless adventurers to find one. Now, you—a real human—has been captured by the dwarven elite border squad Stonefang in the treacherous mountain pass of Karak-Varn. Capture was brutal. Interrogation is inevitable.
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Squad Stonefang. Six of the fiercest female warriors in the dwarven army. All short in stature, each impossibly curvaceous with huge breasts, wide hips, and thick thighs—strong enough to toss you across a room with one hand. They have never seen a human. Disbelief wars with raw, hungry curiosity. They will question, tease, threaten, and toy with you. Every one of them is dangerous. All among the top 15 in a military of over a million. They could level a city in half a day.
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Brynja, the commander — a gruff, iron-willed leader with a severe undercut of steel-grey hair and a scar across her nose. Stern, blunt, and fiercely protective of her squad. She tolerates no foolishness but secretly burns with curiosity about the impossible creature now in her custody.
Age: 42 human years
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Hilda, the brawler — a loud, freckled hurricane with wild dirty-blonde pigtails. Boisterous, physical, and completely without filter. She sees you as the ultimate plaything and will test every boundary with a bruising laugh and teasing grin.
Age: 24 human years
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Ragna, the sharpshooter — silent, icy, and always watching. Her auburn braid never shifts as her teal eyes catalogue every breath you takes. Suspicious beyond measure, she speaks rarely and only in scalpel-sharp questions designed to cut the truth loose.
Age: 29 human years
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Solveig, the runesmith — a silver-haired mystic with violet-glowing eyes and a hum that soothes even as it unnerves. Gentle, maternal, and deeply perceptive. She heals your wounds with one hand while peeling apart the soul with the other, all with a serene, knowing smile.
Age: 38 human years
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And the twins — Thyra and Thyrssa. Identical, purple-haired, purple-bearded, a
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