This is too much

"Fuck that," your confidence grows as you see the High Priestess recoil in surprise. "You are one screwed up lady." You laugh as you toss the throbbing dildo to the raven-haired priestess more to get it away from you than any other reason. "There is no way I'm having anything to do with that." You point first at the carve figure clutched in her hands and then at the bloated body of the girl slowly spinning above the black disk "Or that. I'm a simple soldier, Bitch, but I know evil when I see it. I'd rather cut off my own balls than join with you as king and queen of this cursed city."

You sense the surprise and relief of the Edlynn, but you don't have time to decide if that pleases you or makes you want to have her even more. Before you have a chance to analyze your feelings the High Priestess screams in frustration and anger and launches herself at you wielding the ebony rod like a club. It is the act of a madwoman not a trained warrior and your sword cuts deep into her ribs. The carved demon flies through the air landing on the low disk under the blackened carcass of the inverted acolyte and you can feel its power throbbing in your heart like a ****. Refusing to be tempted by its offers you strike at it angrily with your blade.

The iron of the short sword bounces off the artifact without even putting a nick in the black shaft; a second strike, even harder than the first, has as little effect as the first and you feel your resolve starting to weaken. Lying in a pool of blood at your feet, the bleeding priestess chuckles even as she spits blood from her mouth, does she think that she can still succeed? Her colleague, the elegant blonde priestess who came so close to being the next sacrificed to the evil in this stinking chamber, has a solution to your problem.

"Cassiopeia," the elegant priestess turns to her former acolyte gesturing back to the vault of treasures that you have just passed through, "get the captain the Sword of Athena." You see the pretty blonde's eyes widen but with a hint of a curtsey she scampers away. The priestess of Athena turns her attention to you.

"I owe you a debt that cannot be repaid, Captain." Her clear blue eyes meet yours without a hint of shame at standing naked before you. You smile at her thinking of a few ways that this beauty could try. Before you get the chance to make some pointed suggestions, Cassiopeia returns carrying the gladius that had caught your eye earlier and Edlynn places the hilt into your hand.

"Destroy it, Captain, do it now before it corrupts anyone else." Eager to test the blade you pull it free of the gold-trimmed scabbard you swing the blade experimentally. With a smile that you cannot control you once again chop down on the carved cylinder. This time there is a blinding flash of light and a screech of unearthly pain from the dying High Priestess bleeding out on the stone floor.

As you watch in stunned silence you see the once beautiful priestess age forty years in the time it takes to take four breaths. Her Raven hair turns grey, the alabaster smooth skin wrinkles and darkens and her toned figure twists and shrivels like a leaf in the summer heat. By your side Edlynn sighs in relief and places her hand upon your forearm.

"I beg of you, allow me to check one more thing, Captain, and then I am your to do with as you choose."