You have been in hell for a while, and you're now pregnant. You've been staying with two demons, Agash and Fenrir.

You were in the evil and enchanted forest together, just searching around for ingredients and hunting. You've just been waddling a lot behind them, feeling like you were about to pop and any moment. Fenrir looks back at you, his glare cold as usual.

"You aren't going to birth that thing here, are you?" he said in his cold and posh tone. "We're too far away from civilization, if you go into labor now, we wouldn't be able to make it back." Agash added, sounding a bit angry as usual.