An Imp

Despite the sturdy door an imp trotted through a small opening in the broken door holding a log splitting axe. Clearly Katarina was too caught up in her passions as the Imp must have been banging at the wall for quite some time.

Face red with passion and still panting Katarina lay on the anvil carelessly. Luckily the imp was unable to contain his excitement at seeing a beautiful young red-head half naked.

The imp had an unnaturally high voice which rang in Katarina's ears. "Ooohhh looks like breaking that huge door down was worth it! Pretty human lady for the taking." Putting the axe down by the door the imp raised his hands pointing at the dishevelled Katarina. A small pink light started building up at the tip of the imp's claw.

Sitting up and turning at towards the imp Katarina could only see the bright pink ball of energy in the middle of the room. The imp's small horns cast a two long shadows on the far wall spreading from the middle and tapering at the corners of the room. To Katarina, the site was truly terrifying.