Save her immediately

Katarina knew that the bakery door would make a lot noise when it open so she need to act fast. She tried to recall the layout of Gilly's shop. Imagining the space in her head she made mental notes of the obstacles that would be between her and the imps. The display table, a few chairs, sacks of flour in the corner, the pastie shelf... She knew that she have only one chance to save the Gilly. She wasn't going to waste it.

Katarina took a deep breath, gripped the elvish spear and barged through the door! She ran inside, seeing that the imp had barely noticed her, too focused rooting Gilly as hard as they could. She used the long reach of the spear effectively; stabbing the imp using Gilly's mouth in the back. His companion's jaw dropped, shocked at the **** of his companion. He reached for his weapon, but Katarina didn't give him a chance. Her spear still embedded in the first imp Katarina reached down and grabbed the hunting knife. Throwing it in a smooth motion. The knife flew true and took the imp in its mouth.

The imps fell, bodies limp on the floor.

Gilly law there on the floor, shocked. Her chest was heaving as she panted. Her arms was held defensively terrified of Katarina.

"Please don't hurt me, don't hurt me" She begged. What the hell? They were childhood friends. The imps must have done something to her.

Pulling out the spear from the dead imp she placed them on the ground next to her. She lent down and gave Gilly a hug.

"Don't worry, you're are safe now. Its Katarina, remember me? Katarina Lewin, your friend" She said reassuringly, but Gilly's next words surprised her.

"No, no, no! You killed my masters. I need a master! I need a master!" Katarina looked with disbelief at her childhood friend. Something was wrong with her.

"Will... Will you be my master? Please I will be a good ****, good slut. Please..." Gilly hands was moving to Katarina pussy, reaching under her makeshift dress. Katarina felt Gilly's warm hands on her bare pussy. She felt that now familiar warmth again at her touch. She gasped as Gilly pawed at her.

Looking down, Katarina saw that Gilly's neck had purple lines coming out from a central point. Like she'd been poisoned, or cursed.