Olando brushes off the slight indignity and commands the nearest tentacles to serve him. They bring before him a random, nameless, female adventurer, clad in the tatters of armor. She struggles against the tentacles, but is helpless. She begs him to stop, threatens, yells, but, "Know peace, my slut, for with my blessed cock I shall heal your mind of this inhibition, this heresy. And perhaps," he says as the tentacles remove her Ring of Fertility Suppression, "gift you with the next generation of initiate."
With a self-righteous smirk, he thrusts into her.
Suddenly, the tentacles evaporate in an expanding sphere as Coventina's influence spreads out from the point of contact. Mana exhaustion burns through her body almost immediately as the atmosphere absorbs her power. A massive hollow space in the tentacles forms, big enough to encompass the whole crowd of adventurers and a large section of wall. It's enough to buy them a little time and space, but the tentacles are raping the entire city, screams and moans of varying affects echoing through the walls.
The adventurer that Olando was helping himself to falls free with a moan of pleasure... and a vicious uppercut into his balls. This does less damage than one would hope, but it occupies him long enough for her to scramble away and find her weapons.
Many more adventurers are freed, at least for the moment. The endless black tentacles do not immediately return to the cleared space, but regrowth is slowly encroaching.