The maid does something unexpected

You and Nealie continue to tease back and forth when suddenly Nealie shouts.

"No! What are you doing?" Nealie leaps past you and you turn around in time to see the maid you'd been commanding with your magic kneeling before the stone form of Isyphenia. She'd planted a kiss on the demoness' lips before Nealie tackled her to the ground in a pile of lace and frills. Both you and Nealie look to the mistress in time to see color returning to her stone form.

She gasps deeply, causing the fire of life to return to her body, though for the moment her extremities are still stone. She turns a furious gaze to you, and you see the full effect of the jagged crack lining her face. Now that her flesh is being restored from stone the crack has resulted in a terrible white scar drawing a painful lightning bolt across the right side of her features. Her eye has become milky and probably blind. She cries out in a gravely roar. "Arvilla!" You stagger backwards. "Your soul is mine." Her growling words are like the sound of a brick scraping across stone.

Nealie draws her sword again and swings it at the neck of the demoness, but the maid catches it in her forearm. The blade bites deeply into her inorganic flesh, but gets stuck halfway through allowing the maid to leverage it out of Nealie's hands.

"Run Misstress!" Nealie cries out. She pushes the maid, who then stumbles over the still prone from of Isyphenia. "We have to get out, before she regains control of the other servants!" You grab your journal and the two of you dart up the stairs from the dungeon. Nealie quickly takes the lead, and you follow closely behind her. As you run through the halls, other figures attempt to ambush you. Maids, Butlers, and Harlots, each bearing the telltale marks of doll joints and dry expressions. They jump out of every door and hallway as you pass. Nealie however reveals an incredible strength and even unarmed is able to dispatch these golems with ease. She throws them like they're paper dolls, slams doors on them, and even rips a few limbs from their joints. Her savagery is in direct contrast to her more serene personality and elegant garb, and you begin to wonder if there isn't more to her than you first assumed.

As the pair of you reach the grand hall, you come up on a host of dolls, many of whom are wearing armor, and bearing weapons. They block the main exit.

"The gate!" Nealie shouts, and immediately leans into the massive stone door in the archway at the center of the foyer.

"Nooo!" A tortured cry erupts down the hall. You look to see Isyphenia stumbling towards you. Her right arm is missing, and a white scar tracing the full length down one side of her body. "Stop them!" The guards begin to close in on your position, but Nealie has already pried the stone door open far enough, revealing an inky black starry field on the other side. A bit of action movie romanticism overcomes you, and you shout back to the wild eyed witch.

"I'll finish this Isyphenia! I'll finish you!"

And with that, you and Nealie plunge into the portal, leading to devil knows where...