Morafmorke looked at them, and sighed without a sound and then spoke, “You lady, that is the loudest thing in all the seven hells, please stop with that nonsense right now.” Wiggling her fingers, the pistol flew out of Rudina’s hand across the room. She then, picked up a trident looking weapon which was as much an artistic statement of evil as it was a weapon and threw the weapon at Rudina. Fred jumped into the flight path of the trident and was impaled by it.

“Oh look, the little devil sacrificed his life to protect his first romantic interest.” Morafmorke teased as she reached for a long sword at her side. She then proceeded to knockout Brenner and Helga with the flat of her sword before they had a chance to react. “these two will make fine slaves.”

Asher tried to sneak behind her for a backstab, only to be cut in half by a backward slice of the long sword.

Garth created a magical shield around himself, Fred and Rudina. “Hurry to use all your buffing spells I taught you, you’re going to need them now.”

Fred looking at the blood draining from his chest unhooked his sword. “Please take this sword, maybe it’ll be of use.” He died as soon as she took it. Rudina then cast a few spells that Garth had bookmarked for her.

She cast four spells that were clearly intended to improve a person’s martial ability and held the sword and charged the evil Elf.

“Nice sword, although I think your Paladin would make better use of a Holy Avenger.” Morafmorke teased as she effortlessly caught the sword with an open hand, and then kissed Rudina lightly on the lips. “What fun we will have once I make you obedient.”

Rudina pulled away letting go of the sword and running around to the other side of Morafmorke’s throne. She saw what she was doing with the slaves and was disgusted. She was cutting them up live and stitching them together with giant spider bodies. She gagged at the stench and sight.

Morafmorke perked up and told Rudina “I am making new children, to replace my son. If you are lucky, I may even use you to make a daughter. I so much would like a nice strong daughter.”

Rudina grabbed the nearest weapon she could find, it was a black longsword with spider patterns that was sitting on the ground near her feet.

“Oh yes, maybe now we can have a serious battle. That sword is named Pìos, but I doubt you have the one ability needed to use that sword.” Morafmorke said, “That is the opposite aspect of my own sword, Banainn.”

Rudina ignored her and rushed in for a strike. Although Morafmorke parried it, she wasn’t able to quite keep from taking damage. Rudina attack forced her to collapse backward. “That’s impossible,” Morafmorke said while trying to get back up and take a better stance.

Rudina then pressed the advantage and made several lunging attacks. Although Rudina wasn’t used to sword fighting, it seemed natural to her, as if somehow someplace she had spent years honing her swordsmanship. Eventually, Rudina’s aggressive persistence overwhelmed Morafmorke ability to parry.

Morafmorke was panicked and tried to cast a spell of darkness. However, before she could finish chanting the spell Rudina smashed through her parries, with a thrust to her chest. The Blade hit her through one of her lungs.

She looked at the blade in her chest and asked: “How you need to have been born with a penis to wield that sword, you have to give up your manhood willingly to bond to it and use it to its full potential.”

Rudina, violently yanked out the blade, kicked Morafmorke blade from her hand, and whispered, “Than this is the perfect blade for me.”

Morafmorke last thought as her head was severed from her body, was essential ‘Oh shit, that’s why she was still a virgin.’