The sword must be saved!

No single life, not even the War Mother's, is more valuable than the powerful relic sword of your order. Reluctantly, you decide to trust the imp, at least a little. Keeping a tight grip on his tail, you allow him to right himself and shake off the wounds you inflicted.

"Alright you little beast, take me to the sword and I will spare your miserable life."

"Ohhhh what generous offer from trapped slut-in-waiting." The imp sees the anger flash on your face and quickly changes his tone, raising both hands palms up to soothe your anger. "Okay, okay! I take! I almost find when you came with your... mmmm... luscious, creamy thighs and--"

You give his tail a hard yank and he yelps in pain.

"Stay focused! Take me now!"

The imp flaps into the air, restrained by your grip on his tail, and he begins to lead you in a circle around the laundry. He sniffs at the air and his beady little eyes flick back and forth, searching the darkness. He suddenly decides to head back out into the hall, dragging you behind him. You think he is going to lead you to the combat occurring, but he flaps in the other direction, taking you towards the... baths?

"Why would you think it's there?" you demand, giving him a disciplinary yank of his tail.

The imp yowls and circles back to look at you. He taps a tiny clawed finger on his nose.

"I go where nose takes me. Sword in that room. But something else in room too. Daemon."

"What sort of daemon?" You ask, glancing warily at the closed door to the baths. Just then you hear a moan from within followed by a daemonic growling.

"Oh yes," cries a familiar voice. "Let me feel it inside me!"

"Glenda!" you moan, recognizing the voice of the only elf sister at the abbey.

"Sounds like your precious Glenda is about to get her insides poked by a Cerberund." The imp makes a lewd gesture with his fingers. "Ohhh yeah, better get in there before she gets the knot or you'll never get them apart."

You don't really want to know what the foul little beast is talking about, but you can't stand by and listen to Glenda being violated. You are reminded that there is a drainage tunnel leading out of the baths. Cleanliness is an important part of remaining pure and with so much water there needs to be a big drain. Perhaps you can escape with Glenda and the sword. Assuming this imp isn't lying.

Your heart tells you the time is now, you must charge in and save Glenda. Your mind warns that you do not know the size or even the number of daemons on the other side of that door. You need to go cautiously and try to slip inside.