treasure contenders

"Hands off that scepter, young lady" A hoarse old voice echoes in front of me, I look up and see three men at the front door of the treasure

On the left is a dwarf in plate armor holding a sword and a shield, on the right a huge orc wearing a crude cloth kilt and armed with a double axe, and the one in the center is the one who has just finished speaking , an old human with a wizard robe and a long staff. I try to back away but I feel something prick my butt and a slimy voice exclaim "not another step or I'll make you another hole back here, bitch" a fourth man, a gnome, has slipped behind me and is pressing his dagger into my back

"We have been looking for that object for a long time, it is the famous scepter of enlargement and shrinkage, with that I could carry away much more goodies during our raids"

"And I could grow bigger and become the biggest and strongest dwarf in the world" adds the warrior in armor

"And I could inflate the inadequate boobs of the women I fuck, ahr ahr" the orc grins

"... and I could enlarge my tiny t... nevermind" concludes the gnome behind me

The magician continues "as you see, each of us has his own goals to pursue with that scepter, so better for you to give it up without making a fuss: we are four men against a ridiculous slut, and only an extremely powerful magician like me could use the magical powers of that artifact "

How dare that old fart and his bunch of yokels talk to me like that! I will make him understand that the orbs momentarily dangling between his thighs are not a symbol of superiority but instead the cause of their inferiority.