Reason with her.

He loosened his hold on the beautiful elf-girl and let her fall to the ground, where she panted and tried to cover herself.

"Give her to me, or die," the warrior girl shouted, pointing the sword at him and poised, ready to attack.

"WAIT," was the only thing Jerry could think to say, and as she hesitated he retreated into Developer Mode. When she was frozen in place her looked her over carefully. He expected a warrior to be muscle bound, but instead she was pale and soft, with a body that wasn't really thin, but was more what Jerry thought of as "thick." He looked at the statistics in her chart. "Thessalonia of Galatia," it read, "human female warrier, level 20."

"Geez, she isn't an NPC," he realized. "Level 20! She must have been playing for a long time."

He moved the cursor back over himself and turned back into a human. When he closed the screen and the game activated again he suddenly turned back into himself. The woman suddenly bore a perplexed look.

"How did you do that," she asked?

"I'm a magician."

"The only magicians I've met could only cast sleep spells, or darkness. Some of them throw fireballs. I've never seen one polymorph."

"I'm very high-level," Jerry lied.

"I need that elf-ranger," she pointed at the naked elf, lying on the ground and seemingly just recovering from the brutal **** she had just experienced. "I need her to guide me to the mountain so that I can find the Sword of Dhirs. I will buy her from you, if you wish. You can seek someone else to...uh...have your fun."

He considered her offer for a moment, looking at her naked body lying on the ground.