Yes, the she-bandit is victorious.

Sonja's partial scream is muffled by lack of air as the monster's constricting tentacles rob her of breath as they tighten around her abdomen and twist about her tits making them jut out in an obscene fashion. The suckers are coarse and sting to the touch as they rip away at the she-bandit's tender breasts. The dagger, however, is hers as Sonja's hand takes firm hold of its hilt.

As a part of a tentacle falls to the water, severed by the brigand's knife, the monster reflexively tightens its grip. It takes all of the Hyrkanian's considerable will not to blackout as she saws away at the creature's appendages. The beast flails about in pain and anger, but finally looses its grip, allowing the she-bandit to reach over and grab the still lit torch. The flame, more than the blade, especially when trusted into the creature's wounds, makes the monster quickly withdraw. Sheathing her dagger so as to free a hand to pull up her jerkin and pants, Sonja continuously waves the torch in her other hand at the enraged, but wounded beast, while making her way around the pool.

Fate is kind to the she-bandit as she stumbles upon her sword in the water. Reaching down she recovers her blade and with one final swing lobs off the largest part of the beast yet, causing the monster to withdraw under the water. Making the best speed she can, Sonja continues down the underground aqueduct away from the creature and towards the light ahead. Slowly the faint light grows in brightness which reveals a hole in the ceiling of the tunnel. Dowsing her torch so as not to draw attention the she-bandit quietly approaches the opening and gives a quick glace up.

The opening leads to a room above that is lit by torch light. From the stains and waste in the aqueduct that continue down the waterway Sonja guesses this must be a disposal chute for hopefully the temple above. Waiting a few minutes to make sure no one is above Sonja places her sword tip down into the ground and with an agile step uses the hilt guard as a lift up. As Sonja jumps she reaches up and grabs onto the edge of the opening above while deftly squeezing the sword's hilt with her feet. Pulling herself up into the room she recovers her sword, quite please that she flawlessly executed the sword-kip-up trip taught to her by Sinja.