Rob her

The elven woman appears so helpless in her feminine dress. She has no visible weapon on her, and nothing to suggest that she can wield magic. Robbing her would be easy, you conclude. Grab everything you need and get out of the place.

You grab the elven longsword she placed on the counter, and in a swift, practiced, motion hold it to her throat. Her eyes widen as you snatch up the rest of the items on the counter.

"Anna! Please! Don't do this!" Elvina pleads, a teardrop falling from the corner of her eye.

"Shut up bitch," you say, preparing to run.

The door on the right smashes open, the small unassuming one you wondered about earlier. You whirl around, and facing you is a crablike monster, twice as wide as your hips and the top of its shell reaching to the bottom of your breasts.

It reaches out for your neck with an abnormally long claw. You use the sword to slash at it, but the weapon harmlessly bounces off its thick shell.

What effect the weapon does have is to redirect the claw. Unable to cut through the unbreakable elven steel, the claw abruptly changes direction, going up instead to slam into your forehead. Dazed, you fall, as the shop spins and spins and spins around you.

Everything goes black.