[b][i]"Quickly, now. They have a head start!"[/i][/b]

"Not for long!" 

Was all the reply he offered as he swung into saddle and flew down the road with Tinkerhel flying on his heels. He watched the way the fire fiend flew and took the other path out of the village. Even with their head start, they could not out pace the summoned steed and perverted pixie. He cast a spell of silence in his radius, making the horse barely a whisper of the wind as he unsheathed his great-sword.

One by one the blade came down, ending lives by the swath while he saw electric arcs of the bondage brownie ending others struggles. More than he thought got free, but in the end the body count was a full score. The gem in the hilt of his sword shimmered with the trapped essence of villagers, he hoped to cash them in with the devil at next time they were in the hideout. He swept the countryside one more time with her above to scan with her otherworldly vision. 

Successful, he returned to the ruins of the village with sword upon his back and grisly proof of twenty left arms taken at the shoulder to prove the efforts.